” She turned her face to the fire, gripped her hands upon her elbows, and drew her thin shoulders together in a shrug. Wood was heard without, angrily demanding admittance. "Hoddy, Hoddy!… No, no! This is my father!" warned Ruth. ‘Bon. "Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see again, I'm sure. But one thing troubled him, and because of it he might never arrive on the beach. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. Nevertheless, Ann Veronica found it a difficult matter not to think of these things. CHAPTER XIX.
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