" "Hold your tongue!" cried Mrs. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. She acted as her mother had taught her to. And now take away those cards, and never let me see them again. The temperature soared to one hundred degrees, sickeningly hot. But it doesn’t alter the situation.
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