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“For Heaven’s sake, no,” she answered quickly. She still kicked herself for it. How plainly he could see the patch of garden in the summer sunshine and the white hollyhocks nodding above the picket fence! ***** Ruth sat waiting for the half hour, subconsciously. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. ‘Jacques!’ She got no further, for Kimble came towards her, speaking fast and low.
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