We’re hard stuff!” Then she went on: “To think that is my father! Oh, my dear! He stood over me like a cliff; the thought of him nearly turned me aside from everything we have done. At this gate two paths meet. Ruth obeyed, not willingly, but because there was something hypnotic in the authoritative tone. It slipped out—as did that “she”.
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