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She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so. The end of the world seemed at hand. ’ ‘Don’t count on it. In the next box hangs the rope by which he suffered. Spurlock. He had been abusing them for a long time when I arrived. He would repeat them innumerable times, and patiently Ruth would repeat her answers. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. About her, as she had gone day by day to and from the Tredgold College, she had seen and not seen many an incidental aspect of those sides of life about which girls are expected to know nothing, aspects that were extraordinarily relevant to her own position and outlook on the world, and yet by convention ineffably remote.
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