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In the end he broke his own heart along with your mother's. Annabel was in hiding all the time. Deep verandas ran around the bungalows, with bamboo drops which were always down in the daytime, fending off the treacherous sunshine. So, very carefully, he raised her in his arms and carried her to her bed. She is a fortune-teller and a vessel for man’s pleasure. Love … to take her in his arms and to comfort her: and then to add to her cup of bitterness the knowledge that her husband was a thief! For himself he did not care; God could continue to grind and pulverize him; but to add another grain to the evil he had already wrought upon Ruth was unthinkable.
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