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Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as preoccupied with them. Down on me luck, I was, and they took me in. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself. For a time they walked in silence. At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. There was nothing on the Tablets of Moses that forebade Spurlock marrying Ruth; there were no previous contracts.
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