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To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. After all, he had the means of setting this tormenting doubt at rest. ’ Then she came closer and put her hand on his chest so that it rested on the braid that decorated his scarlet coat.
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