"Write as I dictate," he cried, placing a pen in the jailer's hand and a pistol to his ear. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no developing. The moviegoers exited the cinema in the customary daze that resulted from two hours of sensory bombardment. I don’t love you.
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