As for this infatuation—it’s like some obsession, some magic thing laid upon you. Here we are absconding, pretending to be what we are not; shady, to say the least of it. Her father was right: Ruth must never know. ‘No one would credit that you are three years older than I. He poured a pinch of tobacco into his palm and sniffed. ‘We don’t know who she is. " "It's a hopeless job," grumbled Blueskin, "and harm will come of it.
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