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. . It was hard to part with romance, but she had never thirsted so keenly to go on with her University work in her life as she did that day. “And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. Drummond nodded. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. Wood, in a whisper, as he filled a rummer to the brim, not to forget the health of the Chevalier de Saint George—a proposition to which the lady immediately responded by drinking the toast aloud. While he was meditating flight in this way, and tossing about on the straw, he chanced upon an old broken and rusty fork. The gate was opened; the coffin brought into the churchyard; and Jack, whose eyes were filled with tears, saw Mr. Enschede, to have starved his heart as well as Ruth's because, having laid a curse, he knew not how to turn aside from it! How easily he might have forgotten the unworthy mother in the love of the child! And this day to hear her voice lifted in a quality of anathema.
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