‘I lived with the Valades for some years. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. ‘What now?’ ‘Now,’ she answered flatly, ‘you will please to tell me at once why you have come here. The poor child! What frightful things she must have seen on that island of hers! The noise of crashing glass caused a diversion; and Ruth turned gratefully toward the sound. My only love is for my poor lost son.
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