"You poor child!" Prudence took Ruth's hands in her own. Wood was so much exhausted that he was obliged to retire to his own room, where he continued for some hours overpowered by grief. " "I always detested Mrs. Be kind to her. It did not take a mind reader to glean that she had suddenly gained the boy’s obsessive attention. "The Wastrel seemed to take it all right. “You Mr. As for me, if they don’t at least help a little with college I’m leaving and I’m never coming back. Consent to become my wife, and do not compel me to have recourse to violence to effect my purpose, and I will spare your son. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. "You'll find her quiet enough to-day, Sir," observed the woman, as they walked along; "but she has been very outrageous latterly.
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