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Captain Wentworth clicked his heels together and saluted. Blake, in the background, drew a deep breath - unmistakably of satisfaction, and his eyes glittered. A muffled cry broke from Ruth, who rose instantly from her chair, her hand on her bosom. Richard stood with fallen jaw, amazed, a trifle troubled even, whilst Mr. Wilding started more in surprise than actual fear, and approached the table.
-"You heard, sir," said Captain Wentworth.