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CHAPTER XX. “No,” she answered. Ruth was something to study for future copy; she was almost unbelievable. ‘They eloped. Terror had laid a paralyzing hand upon her, fear kept her almost unconscious of the curious glances which she was continually attracting. The image in the glass was not clear, for the light was not bright enough to see properly, but the shadows of her riding habit and the hat with its waving plumes framed a countenance that gazed serenely back at her out of long-lashed blue eyes. "What has happened?" Ruth asked. ‘But the major—’ ‘The major can say nothing at all.
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