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He wondered if, after all, McClintock wasn't nearest the truth, that Ruth was one of those unfortunate yet innocent women who make havoc with the hearts of men. He was absolutely unable to focus his ideas. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue myself. Wood. ‘And nor do I. ” “Of how beautiful my children would be?” He finished her sentence. The Scot understood that, gently and indirectly, Ruth was asking her husband a question, opening a door if he cared to enter. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. Mrs.
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