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Did you break my mother's heart as you tried to break mine? I am no longer accountable to you for anything. He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. She saw how overworked he was. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. It is queer how ideas pop into one's head. "No. Ruth stared thoughtfully at the waiting coolies. He did so care for you.
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