"Lor' ha' mussy, Sir!—how you do talk," said the woman; "this is no robber, I'm sure. Will you come sensibly, or shall I carry you? You are mine!" Ruth's peculiar education had not vitiated the primitive senses; they were always on guard; and in a moment such as this they rushed instantly to the surface. Smith decidedly the plainest of the two. They were only passers-by. \" She opened her eyes widely, as to better appear unworldly and unscathed. The coffin was lowered into the grave, and the mourners departed. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted.
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