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\"You're a shoo in. ” He stared at her incredulously, and she laughed very softly. "Oho!" he said. “No!” he said aloud at last. It was so arranged that Ruth went on duty after breakfast and remained until noon. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. Valade, who was standing by her chair, glancing around the packed pink-papered saloon with a heavy frown on his face, was a thickset man of coarse, reddened feature, with a discontented air.
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