She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. “You know,” he muttered, “you know quite well that your troubles are far more likely to weigh upon me than my own. ToC The heart-piercing scream uttered by Mrs. To tell Ruth anything, it would be necessary to tell her everything; and I cannot and you must not. ‘Poor Hilary. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. "The worst house in the neighbourhood—the constant haunt of reprobates and thieves," groaned Wood.
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