He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. I was—I was a corespondent. “I may be leaving where I am in a few days, so very likely you will be no better off. He awoke, strangely content. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. ‘You seem to understand the gentry very well. “Now replace the stone, my child. Which were perfectly true, as Gerald was aware. The carpenter threw himself flat upon the starling to avoid the fury of the wind.
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