Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. She laughed altogether in her old manner. "How, Sir?" "Except by adoption. She washed her face with unwonted elaboration before she went to bed. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. He loved Ann Veronica, he said; he was so mad to have her that he defeated himself, and did crude and alarming and senseless things.
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