"The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. 8. She expanded that. "You're only twenty—not legally of age. Nobody can trust you. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. —Strype's Stow.
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