Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. But Ruth was his woman, and he had sworn to God to defend her. Almost the last female to bear the name, too,’ muttered the old lady. He had, he felt, to create certain ideas and vivify certain curiosities and feelings in her. When the bell rang, she lagged behind as was her habit.
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