"My name is Ruth Enschede. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. And Blueskin, who, for a moment, had looked round distrustfully, concluding it was a feint, now laughed louder than ever. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. She turned there and beckoned. ” He awoke.
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