"What's that to you?" retorted Jack, surlily. By Jasus! he's about to spake to us. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. Never sent for the shirt. Your life is like a funeral March.
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