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Then he turned with a fierce movement to take her into his arms. You will stop at once. "Will he live?" asked Ruth. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. Wood grasped his companion's arm to attract his attention to this unexpected means of escape. “You know I’m old-fashioned, Miss Stanley. . She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams, of Ramage. He had dungarees on and a blue work shirt. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. “I’m really very sorry. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek.
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