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The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. But finding all continue silent, he cautiously lifted the latch, and crept into the room, resolved to punish the offender in case his suspicions should prove correct. For nearly thirty years he had lived here in contented loneliness; then youth had to come and fill him with discontent. There was still the pity of understanding in Ruth's eyes.
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