E. "We must change the subject," remarked Thornhill, pausing in his task; "this will never do. At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. “Can’t stop, thanks,” he answered. Wood struck me a blow which made me a robber. Then a bit of colour flowed into his sunken white cheeks. That handsome, finely drawn face belonged to a soul with clean ideals. " "But, man, this chap hasn't fallen soft. She looked up quickly. “How is that carmine working?” he asked, with a forced interest. " "I tell 'ee what, landlord," observed the old sailor, quietly replenishing his pipe from a huge pewter tobacco-box, as the waterman and Wood quitted the house, "you've said good-b'ye to your friend. ” Pause. " "You're a noble-hearted little fellow, Thames," rejoined Wood, casting a look of pride and affection at his adopted son, whose head he gently patted; "and give promise of a glorious manhood.
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