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She’d have thrown this thing if you hadn’t stopped her. And you shall have a share of the gold for yourself. Spurling. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. I sha'n't cry any more. He handed Ruth a letter. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You should have gone to Charvill.
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