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The woman I wanted was another man's wife. It was, in fact, a group of interests quite unlike any other group, peculiar and special, and one to be thoroughly ashamed of. ’ Then he bowed, raising his hat in salute and, crossing to the coach, spoke briefly to its driver and leapt into it without looking back. The thought of their faces, and particularly of her aunt’s, as it would meet the fact— disconcerted, unfriendly, condemning, pained—occurred to her again and again. I don’t know if I express myself clearly. They found Ruth reading to Spurlock, whose shoulders and head were propped by pillows. ’ He sat on the low wall of the haha and invited her to do the same. ‘You do not know how I am like my mother. Here I am.
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