It may be treacherous, it may lay up a store of future woe; but it insures present happiness, and that is sufficient. "Help! help!" "You call in vain," returned Kneebone. "Not a single whooper-upter! Nothing but torment and remorse … and Ruth! Children, put your arms around me. What could she do? Reluctantly, at a second curt command, she began to step across the uncarpeted floor, her eyes never leaving the threatening pistol. Annabel shook her head. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano.
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