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It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. ‘You will not believe any of my very clever lies. Well, kill me. She always dawdled, so it was easy. White, who had risen to greet her, proceeded with a formal, and from Anna’s point of view, a wholly unnecessary round of introductions. Even you have not been able to hold her back. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade.
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