” He said. ’ He screamed at me through the rope and tape, it was no use. She had heard the trader utter it many times. Only an undermaid I was then. Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. " "Funny, about that coat. "What can it matter to you whether he returns or not, child," rejoined Mrs. Sheppard, relieved by their departure, and giving way to a passionate flood of tears; "were it not for my child, I should wish to be in the place of that unfortunate lady. We close the chapter. You can easily comply with the terms of this agreement by keeping this work in the same format with its attached full Project Gutenberg-tm License when you share it without charge with others. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort.
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