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Then she sang. I can esteem him, regard him; but, love him as he ought to be loved—that I cannot do. "If you touch me I will kill you," said Ruth, grasping the scissors which lay beside the pencils—Hoddy's! The Wastrel laughed, still advancing. ” She seemed unmoved, but she did not look at him.
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