“Not a bit of it. Anna jumped into a waiting hansom. Anna raised her eyes. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. "Tell me that, and I will believe you. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts.
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