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Lucy cringed, her eyes widening. “It does nothing but sit there. Poor Ruth: for a father, a madman; for a husband—a thief! Spurlock rocked his body slightly. He then barred and double-locked the door, took out the key, (a precautionary measure which, with a grim smile, he said he never omitted,) thrust it into his vest, and motioning the couple to follow him, led the way to the inner room. " He was delighted to find the office deserted. You know very well that you took from my easel David Courtlaw’s study of me, and sent it to Cariolus. I could always 108 tell right away whether my new foster home was going to be good or bad.
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