Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. ” “Very sad—very sad indeed,” he remarked uneasily. And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. “My dear sweet Lucia.
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