" "So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his gallantry,—"so she was. ” “I cannot do it!” he cried hoarsely. Henceforth Ruth would closely observe her fellow women and note the hang of their skirts. The likeness was ridiculous. She would not look at him, would not think of him; when her mind wavered, then she muttered to herself in the darkness so as to keep hold of her generalizations. Things haven't gone quite as smoothly as I anticipated; but they might have been worse. ” “Oh, I’m not trying to help it,” said Ann Veronica. She paused for a moment.
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