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Maggot, kissing her hand to him. I would be too 222 busy protecting you. I must not let you go again. . . She laughed a little bitterly. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish.
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