He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. "Good-bye!" For a moment Ruth was tempted to fling herself against the withered bosom; but long since she had learned repression. . " "Footsteps are approaching," cried Thames. Brown broke the silence.
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