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The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. He was also, had she known it, more than a little insincere. " "There's a funny idea in my head. But for Ruth, he, Howard Spurlock, might have ended upon the beach, inescapably damned. His face, as he looked down where his hand sought for a weapon concealed in her petticoat, was so close that she could see only the line of his firm jaw, the drag of his powdered hair that drew it into the military pigtail, and the black ribbon that adorned it. " "That isn't the point, Hoddy. " McClintock preferred to put it thus. Lucy howled as tooth met bone, her arm clamped in the trap of Rhea’s huge canines.
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