McClintock laughed as he gave the letter to Ruth. She brought the cups of cocoa back to the bedroom. “You are my friend,” she said, “if any one is. The eyes left him, searching beside the chair for her cane. Hastily, he reached for the door. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. “You have even her name. Too easily roused emotions and too little passion.
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