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Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. The blood temporarily halted to her brain, Michelle slept peacefully again. A glance down the passage—to see that Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her eyes. “Turned out to be an impostor, too.
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