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] CHAPTER VIII Slowly Ruth entered her own room. Don't build your hopes too high; but I will do what I can. You can have no shecrets from me. ’ ‘What, a common soldier?’ ‘He was not a common soldier. “But how can you?” asked Constance. He knew she was out there, he could feel it. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. On the floor was a handkerchief, a little morsel of lace. E.
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