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Her eyes were soft and blue, arched over by dark brows, and fringed by long silken lashes. Listening on the dimlit landing, he saw Roding’s face muscles tighten. All she had found was the love of this dog. My name is Wild— Jonathan Wild. Ruth loved him.
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