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"Leave me, Sir; I insist. And pouring the contents of a small powderflask into a bumper of brandy, he tendered him the mixture. ’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. He panted for a moment with unuttered replies, and then, with a scornful gesture, got up and left the cell. " There was a pause. Love … to take her in his arms and to comfort her: and then to add to her cup of bitterness the knowledge that her husband was a thief! For himself he did not care; God could continue to grind and pulverize him; but to add another grain to the evil he had already wrought upon Ruth was unthinkable.
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