But while there's life there's hope. Or else—Else it will be impossible that I can be his friend. CHAPTER XIII. She wondered why he was so distinctive, so unlike other men, and it never occurred to her for some time that this might be because she was falling in love with him. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. The tapstress was full of curiosity; but she appeared more easy than the others. Give me your staff. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. When she came in after dinner that night, Ruth was no longer an interesting phenomenon, something figuratively to tear apart and investigate: she was talismanic. Then her white teeth gleamed, and her excuse for remaining any longer before that little marble table was gone.
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