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” Capes let his oar smack on the water. ‘And just who is Leonardo?’ ‘How in God’s name should I know?’ demanded Roding irascibly. Anna sat with the face of a Sphinx— waiting. Winifred's face had a thoroughly amiable look. He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. Lost from all protection, all her family dead—as are mine.
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