She could feel Michelle’s nervousness leaching into her spine. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. The silence grew unbearable, so she asked, \"What is your surname, John?\" \"My surname? You mean my last name?\" \"Yes. ‘To read and write, of course, and to sew. But as the mystery which surrounded Ruth fell away that which enveloped her father thickened. . ’ The sword was released to slide back into its scabbard.
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