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Why should you want to shield him?" "I really don't know. She struggled against it quite uselessly. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. "Is it poison?" she asked. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk. I keep my finger on the pulse of things. . “The little English girl is very fortunate. “I expect it is pretty well in shreds by now.
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