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To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. . ‘You have something more to tell me?’ Jack grinned. ‘In fact you admitted only that you had no more weapons. “Reuben, come here. ” She laid her fingers for a moment upon his arm. And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. ” He turned to the waiter, who held a wine-card. But he knew.
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