“Please make yourselves comfortable while I see to the coffee. With great difficulty, Wood forced a path through the ruins. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. You tonic my liver and you tonic my soul. She stared at his pleading face. It was precious for two reasons: it was the photograph of her beautiful mother whom she could not remember, and it would identify her to the aunt in Hartford. There could not, he decided, possibly be two girls so much alike.
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