But the love of life prevailed over his fears. I was raised in the Church. "No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again. Those awful chairs!" After dinner the spinsters proceeded to inscribe their accustomed quota of postcards, and Ruth was left to herself.
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