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But it was her proof. A few seasons went by where he initiated her into the disgusting rituals of killing and eating human beings, a dark time where she pined for a rescuer who never arrived. From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. Sheppard, with startling eagerness. Sebastian administered bitter tonics to her, fluids she could not taste with her swollen tongue. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. She tucked the mission Bible under her arm, and crooking a finger at Rollo, went forth to the west beach where the sou'-west surge piled up muddily, burdened with broken spars, crates, boxes, and weeds.
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