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"I'm going back for Ruth. Sheppard stopped him. "My sister the wife of one condemned felon! the parent of another! It cannot be. Chapter VIII “WHITE’S” Northwards, away from the inhospitality of West Kensington, rumbled the ancient four-wheel cab, laden with luggage and drawn by a wheezy old horse rapidly approaching its last days. You have nothing more to fear from Wild. ’ Melusine stifled a giggle. ‘What do you mean?’ Gerald grinned. Enchanted. You denied it at the time—but unfortunately I have proof. “Oh, yes,” the stranger remarked good-humouredly.
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