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Ruth returned to the table. Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside. And mind you don't arouse his suspicions. She took a shower after a particularly harsh volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a shapeless pink sweater, were gone. “I am sure,” she said, “that you mean to stay until you are turned out. One could enter and leave by proa, but nothing with a keel could cross the coral gate. Outside the door he turned and stared at the panels.
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