" "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily. To escape one phase of loneliness she had plunged into another, so vast that her courage sometimes faltered. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. If only we work together. Ruth drank in these intellectual controversies, storing away facts. Very good. "Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. “Life is upsetting enough, without the novels taking a share,” said Mr. " "Hear me, Blueskin," said Jonathan, restraining his choler. ’ ‘Yes, she duped me finely,’ agreed Gerald.
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