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“I am going to ask for your forgiveness. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. " "What the devil's in the wind now, Captain?" cried Blueskin, in astonishment. Here was the same Ruth who had left him a few minutes since: the same outwardly; and yet…! On the ninth day Spurlock was up and about; that is, he was strong enough to walk alone, from the companion to his chair, to lean upon the rail when the chair grew irksome, to join Ruth and his employer at lunch and dinner: strong enough to argue about books, music, paintings.
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