I never could. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. "Have the aromatic spirits of ammonia sent to Mr. The hymnal lyrics had never stirred her; she had memorized and sung them parrotwise.
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