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No one spoke to her. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. She laughed nervously, but kept her eyes averted. “If you say so, my pet. "I see. " "You have forgotten that you are in my power," returned the knight, sternly; "and that all your allies cannot save you from my resentment. He handed Ruth a letter. She could hear their footsteps upon the pavement. ‘See that writing table? Go and look in the drawer there.
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