‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. She went next day to the schools, and her world seemed all made of happiness just worked up roughly into shapes and occasions and duties. “You—appear to know my name, sir,” Sir John said. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears.
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