“Can’t you believe me? I am Meysey Hill. On the second day out he was helped to a steamer-chair on deck; on the third day, his arm across Ruth's shoulder, he walked from his chair to the foremast and back. A vast indifference settled down upon him. The summer arrived, speeding the Plague and with it the famine in the streets. As far as I can, I belong to them all. Smith will tell you I'm misinformed, also, on that point. ’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. So absorbed was she by her passionate supplications that she was insensible to anything passing around her, until she felt a touch upon her shoulder, and heard a well-known voice breathe in her ear—"Mother!" She started at the sound as if an apparition had called her, screamed, and fell into her son's outstretched arms.
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