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” He beamed upon her. Something seemed to dredge up from the recesses of her memory and she brightened. " He passed it over; and Ruth read: To be opened in case of my death and the letter inside forwarded to the address thereon. It was a different world. “I hope that it has not done any harm. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. But probably not the truth. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing. There was no need to be afraid for me. " "Perhaps I'm too tired to plan for to-morrow. And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers.
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