" "Oh!" Ruth laughed softly. 'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort. Are you now satisfied?" "No," interposed Wood, furiously, "I shall never be satisfied till I see you hanged on the highest gibbet at Tyburn. You must remember, you've just begun to read; you haven't any comparisons. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. Some have no males.
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