144 I think he heard about the backpack and the spitballs finally. The doctor's lessons, perhaps delivered with too much serious emphasis, had destroyed that buoyant confidence in her ability to take care of herself. No matter what happened, whether the road smoothed out or became still rougher, he would always be carrying this secret with him; and each time he recalled it, the rack. Although she did not understand why he persisted in this pursuit of her affairs. Particularly when it was obvious the fellow was one of these pitiful wretches weak enough to allow themselves to be ousted from their inheritances and thus obliged to come seeking succour of their neighbours. "Hoddy, Hoddy!… No, no! This is my father!" warned Ruth.
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