Now you haven’t the ghost of one—not if you play the game fair. A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City. “Here,” he said, “is this Blau See, and here we rest until to-morrow. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. You have been her guardian angel. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul.
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