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The race began once more; but this time Ruth knew that there would be no
escape. "But to the point," continued Wild, unconscious of the peril in which the remark
had placed him,—"to the point. If I were Mr. Mr. "This locket," he said, taking a little ornament attached to a black ribband from
his breast, and giving it her,—"do you remember it?"
"I do—I do!" cried Winifred. ‘Well, young man,’ he
said, ‘we haven’t seen you lately,’ and something about ‘Bateson & Co. She found herself struggling with a storm of
tears. He
was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face,
mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. ’
‘Miss?’ gaped the soldier. It was a moment or two before Gerald, opening his eyes on the girl’s
astounded expression, recollected himself sufficiently to pull out of the
extraordinary impact she’d had on him. "I've been wondering, until this morning, if you were real.
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