She looked at me as though I were some unclean thing, as though my soul were weighted with every sin in the calendar. Poor Ruth: for a father, a madman; for a husband—a thief! Spurlock rocked his body slightly. I’ll need you to go back to the barracks and fetch more men up to town. ” The girl on the lounge drew a long sobbing breath.
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