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It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. As a rule, Courtlaw told her softly, he talked right and left, and to everybody throughout the whole of the meal—tonight he was almost silent, and seemed to devote his whole attention to staring at Anna. Ruth's gaze wandered from the printed page. “Bother it all!” she swore. “I cut off his right hand pinky with his own rusty bolt cutter.
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