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The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. As far as I can, I belong to them all. ‘Is that a gesture of friendship?’ She stamped her foot. The entrance was barred against them; and they had the additional mortification of hearing Sheppard's loud laughter at their discomfiture.
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