He did his best not to grin. The boat's sure to run foul o' the bridge; and if she 'scapes stavin' above, she'll be swamped to a sartainty below. This fruit was McClintock's particular pride. Some of your sex, I mean. Once more he was the searcher. She despises me, I suppose. " CHAPTER XXV. The air was sharp and bracing, and the leaves which had taken their autumnal tints were falling from the trees. Then she was out of the door and running, fast. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth.
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