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Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her. Everything in the world had changed for her. We'll have him on his way before many days. On the mantelpiece in front of her was a note addressed to her in Annabel’s handwriting. “Dear me! I wonder where Sir John picked her up. The music confused and distracted her, and made her struggle against a feeling of intoxication. She put a hand to the lad’s cold cheek and choked on a sob. And you don’t know what led to our separation. One’s sense of proportion, battered out of all shape in the daily life of cities, reasserts itself. You are my wife, and I am determined to claim you. A chill ran through his frame, and, grasping the heavy weapon with which chance had provided him, prepared to strike down the first person who should enter the cell. I’m taking no chances.
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