" Quilt, however, seemed unwilling to speak. And he unsheathed his sword. She went from period to period exactly as she would have read prose; so that sense and music were equally balanced. Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. She spoke slowly. Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. "What is your name?" "Ruth. The children made us slaves, and the men took advantage of it.
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