There was nothing to be learned from her face. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came back to his cheeks. "Heed her not. Each of my scholars thinks it his own shirt. “Excellent!” he exclaimed. I suppose this is what she learns in her infernal London colleges. Ruth was not a woman; she was a phenomenon.
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