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“What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. My goodness gracious. A piece of old blanket was fastened across her shoulders, and she had no other clothing except a petticoat. CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon.
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