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I’m a little tired. After all, why should I care what strangers think?" Ruth asked with sudden heat. She was suddenly grave. She found next morning, when she came to this advertisement answering, that it was more difficult than she had supposed. “You propose, then,” she remarked, “that I shall still be saddled with a pseudo husband. I can help you to both,—nay, I will help you to both, if you do not interfere with my plans. She followed him about persistently, and succeeded, after a brisk, unchivalrous struggle (in which he pinched and asked her to “cheese it”), in kissing him among the raspberries behind the greenhouse. "Blueskin's a friend in need," he said. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life, and the moment his back was turned, this! He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth. She could not see any relief from this anxiety except repayment, and repayment seemed impossible. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. ” “I met you accidentally,” he reminded her. “I might go home, I don’t know. I’m not such a bad sort.
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