’ ‘That old fool? Why my brother kept him on I shall never know. "Oh! never mind him: he'll take no harm! Come with me into the parlour. Believe me, Anna. \"This is my best friend, Mark. ‘I wish you joy of the wench. ” He fumed. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. "The Chevalier shall hear of this," whispered the woollen-draper. His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit.
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