" She paused. “You know that I have always hated this!” She 264 looked down at Michelle’s pitifully bloody head, her body barely hanging on to its breath. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing. " So saying, he scrambled over the rubbish, and got into the chimney. ’ The gentleness in his voice nearly overset her.
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