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But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. " "Order those who choose to obey you," rejoined the lady scornfully. His attention drawn, the captain was easily able to make out the pretty features under the feathered hat, and the same dark riding habit the fugitive had worn on that first occasion at Remenham House.
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