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Through a blur of tears Ruth followed the rocking light until it vanished. You do not love your husband, you have married him for a position —to escape from—things which you feared. Besides this, the door was crossed and recrossed by iron bars, clenched by broad-headed nails. One never knew when it would be necessary to resume her disguise. Years ago, when you were a girl and in the bloom of your beauty, I loved you. End of Project Gutenberg's Anna the Adventuress, by E. ” She paused. He would be off her case just as soon as his fever for her broke and he found a lover, and she imagined he must have plenty of girls from ritzy families lining up to choose from. But the mere recognition of his son’s signature was enough to stoke the fires of his long-held rage. ’ ‘Don’t count on it.
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