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’ ‘What is all this about your proof?’ demanded Roding, diverted. Not up here, I think. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. Stanley considered. "Iss, Massa. 9.
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