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He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time. Chapter Seven ‘Oh, my God,’ burst from Gerald. Ruth's gaze wandered from the printed page. Her steps slowed. Whenever she came upon the obliterated word and paused, her father would say: "Faith. " "Depend upon it, Sir. Your poor cheeks are quite sunken and hollow.
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