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Across that world was written in letters of light, “Endowment of Motherhood. "The door!—the
door!—death!" he added, as he tried the handle, "it is locked—and I am
unarmed. ”
“I wish you would use my Christian name,” he said. Do not let her think worse of me
than I deserve,—or even so ill. "
"I am not unprotected," rejoined the poor woman; "there's some one at the
window. Ramage. " Ruth had read from page to page in "The Child's Garden of Verse,"
generally unfamiliar to the admirers of Stevenson. ”
“Just as you wish,” Mr. Besides," added he, opening the shawl in which the infant was wrapped,
and throwing the light of the candle full upon its sickly, but placid features, "it's
sinful to repine while you've a child like this to comfort you. "
"Swear it!"
"I do. I’ve told them all that was necessary, but I—
wanted to ask your pardon—for having made myself a nuisance to you, and for
breaking into your rooms—and to thank you—the doctor says you bound up my
wound—or I should have bled to death. 1 with
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