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So I made haste and recovered. In the South Seas, money is the eliminated middleman. I did not care—no woman really cares—to play the beggar maid to your King Cophetua. Fretting and fidgeting, he had, after an hour or so, turned to McClintock. Pardon what I have said, Madam. She pulled her hand away quickly. She appeared not to have realised the implications of her outburst, but clung a little to Gerald’s hands which had taken hers in a comforting clasp. Even after this woman had gone, it seemed to Ruth that the room was kindlier than it had ever been. ” “You would let him—knowing—all that you know?” “Why not? She is my flesh and blood.
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