"I beg your pardon," he cried; "but really—ha! ha!—you must excuse me!—that is so uncommonly diverting—ha! ha! Do let me hear it again?—ha! ha! ha!" "Upon my word," rejoined Wood, "you seem vastly entertained by my misfortunes. She bathed frequently with ash and lye soap stolen from traders. " "Sir Rowland Trenchard!" echoed Jack, in amazement. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. 1. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. We've got to make him take up the harp of life and go twanging it again.
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