" "Force shall not make me yours till Jack is free," replied the widow, resolutely. Ruth did not reply, but stared past the doctor, her eyes misty. ” “On the contrary,” Anna whispered quietly, “we met in a small boarding-house where I was stopping. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. ‘Desist, you little devil,’ he growled in her ear. It is your own choice, isn’t it?” She nodded. Then suddenly the curtain would fall. You can’t do that sort of thing unless you do it over religion, and there’s no religion in me—of that sort—worth a rap.
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