“And what was that dreadful confession you had to make?” he was saying. " "He couldn't help it, Ruth. Annabel, come to the door with me,” she added a little abruptly. . So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. “Do you mean to say that you have been here ever since I came?” “I am afraid that I must confess it,” he answered. ” Annabel gave a little gasp.
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