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It's my way when I'm ruffled. ” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. Annabel was born soulless, a human butterfly, if ever there was one. Spurlock snatched the check out of Ruth's hands and ran to the window. It was rude and disrespectful to raise her eyes to him, her mother had warned. We shall see. Just speak the word," he added, drawing the knife significantly across his throat, "and I'll put it out of his power to do the same by your second.
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