‘One thing at a time, missie. Twenty-one, twenty-two. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. ‘You don’t mean to say she’s here?’ ‘Was,’ Gerald corrected. He smiled at Ruth as she turned away from the bed, smiled with both his mouth and eyes; and she knew that here would be a man of heart as well as of science. “How dared you do yourself this injustice?” “I did it for her sake,” she answered.
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