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After he was gone in the morning, Ruth would steal into the study and hurriedly read what he had written the previous night. ’ ‘What offer?’ she asked, suspicion rife in her voice. Her thin fingers were armed with nails as long as the talons of a bird. Wood, popping her head through the window. . They were really very fine and abundant, with a blaze of perennial sunflowers behind them. Bird, the turner, to give him an order this evening.

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