‘Yes, but I do not know why he should wish to do so, and therefore I cannot permit that he interferes. I too, Anna, have watched and read of your success with—I must confess it—some misgiving. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. In the hall below she could hear his firm voice giving quick commands to the servants. . . This is grace I am saying! Oh! my dear! all the joy and weeping of life are mixed in me now and all the gratitude. To make Ruth pay for it! He wanted to get away, into some immense echoless tract where he could give vent to this wild laughter which tore at his vitals. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go.
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