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Now, it was a wilderness of weeds. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. He should never sufficiently be able to regret the return which they had made to her. To buy the freedom of a poor little Chinese slave-girl! For what was the sing-song girl but a slave, the double slave of custom and of men? Ruth wanted to know keenly what had impelled the idea. She removed the belt and drew down his zipper. ” She said bitterly. I borrowed forty pounds from Mr.
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