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She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble attributes of the fictional characters. You cannot—shall not retreat. " "Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he concluded his narration. Mama will be expecting me. His shouts for help were answered by roars of mockery and laughter. "Yes, now," rejoined the infuriated dame; "perhaps, I may never have another opportunity. ’ Then memory hit and he stared at his friend. A new restlessness seemed to have stolen in upon her. There were white men with families, a fine mission-house, and a club-house for cards and billiards. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding.
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