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. "I quarrel with no man's political opinions, but I will have my own respected!" "Eh day!" exclaimed Mrs. " "Now for it," thought the woollen-draper, "I shall, at least, ascertain how the land lies. “Yes,” she said, very faintly. The thought of the picture but added to her despondency.
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