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" As he spoke, the door of the round-house was opened, and a stout man, with a lantern in his hand, presented himself at the threshold. “Lucy!” He whispered into her ear beneath a dusty curtain cloud. At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. . " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. About her, as she had gone day by day to and from the Tredgold College, she had seen and not seen many an incidental aspect of those sides of life about which girls are expected to know nothing, aspects that were extraordinarily relevant to her own position and outlook on the world, and yet by convention ineffably remote. Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. "I've waited supper, you perceive. " Ruth did so, but without any particular fervour. " Here Ruth returned with the broth; and McClintock strode aft, convinced that he was going to have something far more interesting than books to read.
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