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And instead of accepting the situation gratefully, he felt vaguely hurt! One evening in September a proa rasped in upon the beach. She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. It is Anna again who stands between me and ruin. Then he had gone away. “You belong to me,” he said fiercely; “the marriage certificate is in my pocket. ” His arms were around her.
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