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It had been her father’s surname, and it had sounded far more innocuous and American than Iovelli. The houses overhung in a frightful manner, and looked as if the next gust would precipitate them into the river. Somebody may be on the watch—perhaps, that old ginger-hackled Jew. “I want to ask you a question,” she said abruptly. Lots of us are like that. How little he knew about Ruth—the background from which she had sprung! He knew that her father was a missioner, that her mother was dead, that she had been born on this island, and that, at the time of his collapse, she had been on the way to an aunt in the States. "I have killed you," cried Jack, endeavouring to staunch the effusion of blood from her breast.
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