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No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. ’ Taking the chair she had indicated with a careless wave of one stiff-fingered hand, Gerald felt hope burgeoning. “I hope that it has not done any harm. However, I'd rather have a blow from the daughter than the mother. Milky sunlight spilled on the floor. Who’s for a rubber of whist?” Ennison made so many mistakes that he was glad to cut out early in the evening. A long chest under one of the windows was open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor. ’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips.
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