As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. Ruth's emotion was a primitive joy: she was essential in this man's life, and she would always be happy because he would always be needing her. ” “The Bubonic Plague?” He asked.
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