Wood, in deploring his wild career, adverted to the melancholy condition to which it had reduced his mother. “I had found her at last, and she shot me. ’ Her lashes fluttered. . She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love. Ruth returned to the table. But his words were borne away by the driving wind.
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