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He inspected the formidable array of rifles and at length walked over to the register. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. "You've given me more than the amount, Sir Rowland," he said, after he had twice counted them, "or I've missed my reckoning. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. " "No doubt, my dear," acquiesced the carpenter, "no doubt. I recommend the ‘Unusual. ‘Poor things. ‘I wish you joy of the wench. ” She turned away. But that still left the forty pounds!.
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