"The Dutchman was right, after all. ” Anna shrugged her shoulders lightly. That night she found a ship bound to sail for the heathen nation called America. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. He knew that at this moment Ruth lay upon her bed in torment, for she was by nature tender; and the reaction of her scathing words, no matter how justifiable, would be putting scars on her soul. His manner, however, was as stern and haughty as ever, and his glances retained their accustomed fire. She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house.
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