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Ruth did not resent the use of her mind and body in this tale of adventure. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. But you must tell her. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. ” She patted his arm and wiped her tears away.
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