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Her tone was icy. “Did you—did you really think that they would take you for a Frenchman?” she exclaimed. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. It melted her heart. ’ ‘Indeed?’ said Gerald, surprised. From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly. " "Anything like that?" "Yes; but the colour is lavender.
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