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It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. ” She pulled a small blue box out of the pocket of her hoodie. She pulled the trigger. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. After a brief conversation, which Sheppard sustained with his accustomed liveliness, the old man turned to Bess and addressed a few words of common-place gallantry to her. She pushed at the closer of the two soldiers bearing the precious burden. One particularly humiliating thing came out— humiliating for me.
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