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I will never wed you. "At present under the care of his preserver—one Owen Wood, a carpenter, by whom he was brought up. To these a heavy wooden apparatus was attached, which could be raised or lowered at pleasure by pullies. It is a plain case of alcoholic stupor. The thought of them distressed her without subtracting at all from the oceans of happiness in which she swam. To be sure, Ruth had dimly been aware of this; but now for the first time she was made painfully conscious of it. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. She was glad to join in the stream of hurrying homeward workers that was now welling out of a thousand places of employment, and to imitate their driven, preoccupied haste.
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