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Thus, more and more Ruth turned to the mongrel dog who bore the name of Rollo unflinchingly—the dog that adored her openly, shamelessly, who now without a whimper took his diurnal tubbing. ‘Don’t fob me off, boy. They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. I wonder if you will mind very much when I tell you they were suggested by you. "What I said about natural children doesn't apply to you. I want to love him. There was no way to warn her of his presence without startling her.
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