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‘You do not know how I am like my mother. "My child! my child!" exclaimed Mrs. The walls rocked, the footrail of the bed wavered, and the girl's head had the nebulosity of a composite photograph. If Martha knew all, she would certainly die of shock. He resolved to judge for himself. CHAPTER XXVIII. . ” “Are you afraid?” “Only for you! Most of my income will vanish. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. In fact he was thinking of other things.
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