Will you come sensibly, or shall I carry you? You are mine!" Ruth's peculiar education had not vitiated the primitive senses; they were always on guard; and in a moment such as this they rushed instantly to the surface. "Whatever your intelligence may be I will strive to bear it. He seemed to have shrunken in his seat. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. " It occurred to the spinster to ask: "Have you ever seen a fashion magazine?" "No.
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