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Until the last moment she was afraid. "Ruth?" he called. It might be dangerous to thwart him. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. A young man was playing the banjo. "However, some one must look after the jail; and they're all gone but me. Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. ’ A reluctant laugh escaped him.

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