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Then she went below. His hand rested heavily and cruelly upon Ruth's shoulder. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. ‘Oh, peste, you make me late!’ She glared up at Roding. ’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off.
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