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From the Sha-mien to the yacht, Spurlock had uttered no word; though, even in the semi-darkness, no gesture or word of Ruth's escaped him. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. And it’s no good pretending there is one when there isn’t.
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