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Cocked hats and buckled swords spoke of rank. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century. Her nerves were shattered, her senses dazed by this unexpected shock. Apparently she was always doomed to weep when she talked to her father. He was profoundly stirred. ” Courtlaw rose too. She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. Wood, sharply. Ruth could not very well object, since an air of distinction would go with Taber. Everybody, he felt, must be listening behind their papers.
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