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’ Then she whisked from the room, hearing Lucilla utter a delighted squeal as she closed the door behind her. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. ” “Why do you think so?” she asked. “My dear child,” he said, “with me you need have no apprehension. . There was the motor accident, too. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress.
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