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It is your own choice, isn’t it?” She nodded. ‘It is in no way your affair, monsieur, and you will unhand me at once. Ruth and Spurlock separated, the one embarrassed, the other utterly dumfounded. Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. A common rage flushed their faces. " Not many days after this event, on a bright October morning, the bells rang a merry peal from the old gray tower of Willesden church.
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