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Wood, despair will come over me; and, dear as this babe is to me, far dearer than my own wretched life, which I would lay down for him any minute, I have prayed to Heaven to remove him, rather than he should grow up to be a man, and be exposed to his father's temptations—rather than he should live as wickedly and die as disgracefully as his father. His shirt also was unbuttoned, and disclosed a neck like that of an ox, and a chest which might have served as a model for a Hercules. The hurricane appeared to have raged in this quarter with tenfold fury. Here was the same Ruth who had left him a few minutes since: the same outwardly; and yet…! On the ninth day Spurlock was up and about; that is, he was strong enough to walk alone, from the companion to his chair, to lean upon the rail when the chair grew irksome, to join Ruth and his employer at lunch and dinner: strong enough to argue about books, music, paintings. . ‘And with my grandfather Charvill also so very angry, it was not perhaps so very comfortable for my father. Yet I fancy that we who have been poor ourselves must be the best judges of the needs of the people. “Ruin me? Think of me with fondness? Are you dying of cancer or something?” He demanded. Apparently I’m not to exist yet.
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