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With a cry of distress, she dropped the pistol and flew after him, racing past him to the door. He saw himself retreating from barricade to barricade, Ruth always advancing, perfectly oblivious of the terror she inspired. ” Anna lifted her hand and pushed open the trap door. She was in one of her old walking-dresses, her hair was done in an unfamiliar manner, she wore a wedding-ring, and she looked as if she had been crying.
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