’ His eyes found the girl again, and he added rancorously, ‘Giving birth to you. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. The evenings were dulcet and soft. " "For a bit of kindness?" Ruth was plainly bewildered. Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. His commissions this day would not fill his metal pipe with one wad of tobacco.
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