The dress was her mother's, and she was wearing it to save a little extra money. "Jack," said Mrs. Mrs. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. Youth! You denied me even that," said Ruth, her glance now flashing to her father.
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