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Ruth could not be told now. An old woman took her in. I don’t play anything. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. But there was something in his face at once stupid and invincible that told her he would go on forcing himself upon her, that he would esteem speech with her a great point gained. ‘Do you not understand that I can trust no one—no one?’ ‘That is a pity,’ Gerald said, rising to face her.
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