She would never forget the agony of that first meal in the great dining room. ‘Shocked you, have I? We weren’t mealy-mouthed in my day, my boy. I am sure it will be good, John, and I could eat anything. . A new thought checked her steps and she froze. Where was the harm in letting her go? She could not get far. In fine, to marry Ruth (if she would consent) as a punishment for what he had done! To whip his soul so long as he lived, but to let his body go free! To provide for her, to work and dream for her, to be tender and thoughtful and loyal, to shelter and guard her, to become accountable to God for her future. In a sense I don’t care.
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