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But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. ’ A sudden clatter of booted feet sounded in the hall beyond. . Wood required little pressing. ’ ‘Just what I thought, miss. What a girl of sixteen cares for is hair and a high color and moonlight and a tenor voice. ‘That’s why I never told Joan Ibstock that you were still with me when I wrote. She could no longer wait. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. The loud noise proceeding from the couch proved that their slumbers were deep and real; and unconscious of the danger in which she stood, Mrs. Remember, some day you and I are going to have that book.
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