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A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. He walked her home. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. This she would not endure. "I'll soon free you from these bracelets. You understand. "Ruth?" "Hoddy!" she cried.
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