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She could have traded it for gold nuggets and lived like a queen for a few weeks, but she did not. Once more cheered by daylight, he hastened forward, and entered the chapel. She made a few protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations, but he did not heed them or care for them. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron.
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