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They did not care— servant or master, it meant nothing. Another picture slid across her vision. "He is dying?" whispered Ruth. "Come down stairs directly, and let your mother look at your wrist. Immediately a feathered hat emerged, under which a familiar countenance was visible. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask.
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