She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. “A move of any sort would certainly be fatal. Away up on the hillside was the little country railway station. ’ ‘Oh, you are, are you?’ said the nun, evidently not mollified, but she was forestalled. "I told you that before," rejoined Wood, testily. She was still good at following orders.
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