Nine years ago, I was honest—was happy. At length, about an hour before dawn on the second day—Sunday—having spent the early part of the night in watching at the gates of the robbers' sanctuary, and being almost exhausted from want of rest, she set out homewards. . She went to the basement and shed her sodden coat and scarf, tossing them into her favorite modern appliance, the electric dryer. Her whole conduct and tone had been modest and ladylike. It had gone with the rest. She approached Ruth with open arms; and something in the way the child came into that kindly embrace hurt the older woman to the point of tears.
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