We will beg our bread and our shelter, and our passage on a boat. The bed-and table-linen were of the finest texture. When she spoke, her lips twitched. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. No, never mind about thanking me. “You don’t waste any time. E.
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