" Ruth slightly brushed the withered cheek. Then Valade—was the man as big a fool as Nicholas?—tried again. The fellow Kimble, to whom Gerald was indebted, was gaping. It was an odd room, used principally for the reception of guests and visiting dignitaries, packed from end to end with ill-assorted sofas and padded chairs. She could smell the savory tinge of his sweat in the air. This—all this swamps them.
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