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. Wood's," said the latter, "since I find him at his own gate. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. Sometimes I think she’s tired of us. E. I was stupid—stupid and impulsive beyond measure to burst upon you in this way. Nowhere could he see that reaching, menacing Hand. Then, one night, he glanced up to behold Ruth and Rollo in the doorway.
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