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" "You paint yourself worse than you are, dear Mrs. ” She had no way of retaliating, so she made a decision. The young man looked at her. Ramage,” she said, clinging to her one point, “I want to get out of this horrible little room. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one. ” He rose from his chair, and walked restlessly up and down the room. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. For a pity, she has chosen to remain, and it has been her death. She went down, flushed and light-hearted, to the Widgetts’ after lunch to make some final arrangements and then, as soon as her aunt had retired to lie down for her usual digestive hour, took the risk of the servants having the enterprise to report her proceedings and carried her bag and hold-all to the garden gate, whence Teddy, in a state of ecstatic service, bore them to the railway station. He looked at her, hurt. —'How so?' says I.

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