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"Kidnapped, and sent to France
by one uncle, it was my lot to fall into the hands of another,—my father's own
brother, the Marshal Gaucher de Chatillon; to whom, and to the Cardinal Dubois,
I owed all my good fortune. If there is, it’s a mere wrapping—there’s better
underneath. Gosse cursed him finely, of course, but there was nothing he
could do. He turned and shouted some orders
to the Kanaka crew, then nodded to the sampan's coolies, who bore upon the
sweeps and headed for the Sha-mien. The door closed
upon her, and he moved reluctantly away. She had never
been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's
unhappy world. I
must tell you all about God’s land, this marvellous virgin country, with its silent
forests and dazzling peaks. Rather
would I have gone with Leonardo—and he wished me to do so. . "Ruth?"
"Hoddy!" she cried.
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