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A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. "I've been wondering, until this morning, if you were real. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. Both these ladies possessed considerable personal attractions. As time went on, she began to think Martha had been mistaken. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. I naturally want to do it up in proper style.
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