She was not allowed to bathe herself: another prisoner, with a privileged manner, washed her. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. “Well,” he said, argumentatively, “it IS. Ruth could not very well object, since an air of distinction would go with Taber. It is to take place to-night.
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