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She had not at first the power for concealment. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. ” Lights went on inside the house on the upper level. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. " "It is folded under your pillow. " For some reason she did not then understand, Ruth did not offer the information that Taber had another name. CHAPTER XVII. I cannot do it, David.
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