He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled. "Dear me!" she added, as she pledged the amorous woollen-draper, "what a beautiful ring that is. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. She was herself conscious of a recklessness of spirits almost hysterical. . Her eyes fell, and then sought his again with timid interest. ‘I’m taking you to Gerald, my girl. “Now I should like to know,” she said, looking at him with a quiet smile, “what you are doing here? It is not a particularly inspiring neighbourhood for walking about by yourself. Byby.
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