There was a pen the nibs of which were of ruby, set in gold, made by Doughty.
I ain't hired him to loaf 'round all day with Ruby and to sulk when she's gone.
I did all I could to make Ruby's visit a happy one—don't you know I did?
I cottoned to ye fust time I see ye, and so did Ruby, and we still do.
I ain't got nobody but you, Ruby—don't go 'way from me, child—stay with ...