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I’d rather not go,” she added. Anna hailed a bus. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. She was glad to join in the stream of hurrying homeward workers that was now welling out of a thousand places of employment, and to imitate their driven, preoccupied haste. Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. And the less “anything” happened the better. They talked lightly but confidentially until Sir John approached them with a slight frown upon his face. They had heard nothing, seen nothing. “Okay.

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