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Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen. Her unnatural calm was giving way. He had a narrow escape, however; for, passing within an inch of him, the bullet burried itself deeply in the wall. At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. ‘As for your dagger—’ She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon.

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