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CHAPTER XXIII Next morning Ruth did not refer to the episode on the sands of the lagoon. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. ” He slipped off the horse. She wanted to come, and I wouldn't let her. ‘Alors, now I am also a murderer. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself. "When you're older, you'll know that secrets of importance are not disclosed gratuitously.
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