CHAPTER XVI. You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master. But when Ruth's hand fell gently upon his bony head, he knew that no one in this house would ever offer him a kick. ’ There was satisfaction in Melusine’s voice. That was life. She was only trying to distract you so that she might escape. "I would have done more, if necessary. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. “Of course, I remember now.
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