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evident terror and distress reinforced the tale he told. "It was given me by a man who was drinking t'other night with Blueskin at the
Lion! and who, though he slouched his hat over his eyes, and muffled his chin in
a handkerchief, must have been Jonathan Wild. She stood on the mat instead, and looked down on him. She was quivering with the sense of Capes at her side and glowing with heroic
love; it seemed to her that if they put their hands jointly against the Alps and
pushed they would be able to push them aside. He listened to the thunder of the fall now mingling with the roar of the
blast; and, driven almost frantic by what he heard and saw, he pushed with all his
force against the stone. I’ve seen him, and he doesn’t a bit understand. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life,
and the moment his back was turned, this!
He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth. Should be home soon.
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