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" "I, a thief?" "Aye; thief, Roundhead and all. They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. What does she look like?’ ‘Black hair. A grimy, battered object, which had no place in the fashionable quarter of town. “No!” he said aloud at last. “Yes, I know. ” “As sentinel. “I don’t see quite what your game is, Vee, but I suppose you’ve got a game on somewhere. Ruth stared into the painted face, now sundrily cracked by the coursing tears.
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