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She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver. "Poor fellow! I'm glad he has escaped. She looked at the suitcase sadly and stashed it underneath her bed. \" She tried not to stare at Shari who had resumed 11 sipping the drugged cocoa. —There, Mr. Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her.
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