Ah!" he exclaimed, as his eye fell upon a small knob in the wall, "there's the spring!" He touched it, and the door flew open. She had time in the afternoons to do crewelwork and embroidery, no longer occupied by the constant spinning of wool. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. Here, it might be anything at all.
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