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His kind eyes were puffy with fatigue. Michelle looked at her pathetically. “How are you feeling?” She asked with grave concern in her voice. Presently he became filled with astonishment over the singular fact that Ruth was eluding him in fancy as well as in reality. To a woman she might have confided; but to this man, kindly as he was, it was unthinkable. Why, that boy could hide for thirty years—without the girl. There was something which chilled even him in the cold impassivity of her features.
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