Wood. " "So do I," replied Ruth. Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers. I’m not discussing Shakespeare. “John, we should be getting out of here. You certainly had to hand it to these Chinks. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. My father thought the latter. The night was now profoundly dark.
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