Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. She became aware that at regular intervals a light flashed upon her face and a bodiless eye regarded her, and this, as the night wore on, became a torment. 238 < 30 > IN BED John drove her home after school nearly every day. " Ruth brushed her eyes with one hand and with the other signed for the spinster to stop.
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