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On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. " Out of nowhere Ruth heard her voice saying: "I will see to that. My engagement at the ‘Garrick’ terminates Saturday week, and then I am free. Snatching-up his pistols, he rushed to the door, but to his horror found it fastened. Go back at once, please. Listen to me, Winifred. ” Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw.
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