“My sister and I,” she said slowly, “have seen very little of each other lately. The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears. "I shall want a bottle or two of sack, and a flask of usquebaugh. She loved him.
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