Nobody can trust you. As a dog eats grass. ‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced. Presently he resumed: “I believe I must be in love. But all these hours, trying to teach the child wariness toward life, and the moment his back was turned, this! He was, perhaps, still dazed by the inner revelation—his own interest in Ruth. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. Strange, I shouldn't know him when he called on me. Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with his right hand, crept slowly on.
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