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Ruth shivered; she was cold. He seemed to avoid meeting Anna’s eyes as much as possible. “You see the pointer?” he asked. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. Spurlock was fond of dogs; he was fond of this offspring of many mesalliances; but he never made any attempt to win Rollo, to share him. I had gone further than I meant to—with some Englishmen. She moved her hand off of his knee, deliberately slow.
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