"Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. “Sufficient unto me is the change thereof,” he said, with all the effect of an epigram. “How will you live?” she appealed. Austin could scarcely credit his senses when he beheld him. 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.
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