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“He is Annabel’s husband,” she reminded him. It probably still wouldn’t help. Don't be afraid—I won't hurt you. Through a blur of tears Ruth followed the rocking light until it vanished. Trifle useful?" he added, slipping a few gold pieces into Jack's hand. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. And Doctor Ralph stood by looking considerate. "How long will he be laid up?" "Three or four weeks, if he doesn't peg out during the night. That, I think, is manifest.
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