"Come with me to the Castle. We looked upon you, my dear Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. ’ ‘And you will not,’ came triumphantly from the cherry lips. He had been dreaming of Ruth—an old recurrency of that dream he had had in Canton, of Ruth leading him to the top of the mountain. It must have been impossible to see me through that much rain.
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