At least, he would always be able to take care of Ruth. A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. “Do you like my dress?” “Yes, the dress is beautiful, but you are much more beautiful than any dress. And son of a pig,’ she grunted, baring her teeth. “How unkind!” she exclaimed. "You have lived over here?"—astonished.
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