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CHAPTER XIV Ruth lost the point entirely. But to go courting a slave-girl, at the risk of physical hurt! A shudder of distaste wrinkled her shoulders. “I’d have to be blown up into a thousand pieces. I never made any effort to touch them; so by and by they learned to light fearlessly on my arms and shoulders. Instinctively she had fallen into the posture of the poster, her hands behind her, her head bent slightly forward, her chin uplifted, her eyes bright with the drollery of the song. .
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