In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once
because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her
mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. ' Why," said Ruth, "you did not read that
to us. 'Whoso giveth to the poor lendeth to the Lord;' that's my comfort. "
"Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the
square here. She could not resist enduing persons she met with the noble
attributes of the fictional characters. “It’s like Troy!” said a voice of rapture. "How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence. I had
special ways of getting out of the basement without them
noticing, and often I could smuggle a child or two out for
160
the day and they were never the wiser.
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