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She recoiled. Ruth?" "Why the devil not? Why do you suppose she married you if she didn't love you? While you read I watched her face. A chill rain thrummed against the sides of John’s car, having slowed from deluge to steady patter, the snow was 158 dissolved where it lay.
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