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Everything was fresh and bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the wayside. It was better even than the hymn-singing. But some people have no consideration. ’ ‘Well, but he was a deserter, you see. “I will have your true reason. ” She said. But if I were dying of thirst, in a desert, I would not accept a cup of water at her hands. “Troubles, my friend,” she exclaimed lightly. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all.
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