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She is the wife now of another man. I shall give you my life, every moment and thought of my life. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to waste on that fellow’s wound. . Thanks. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty, nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he led her to the altar some twenty years ago. The procession now wound its way, without further interruption, along Holborn. Once over the iron spikes, Bess exhibited no reluctance to be let down on the other side of the wall. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. There was still the pity of understanding in Ruth's eyes.
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