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" "They always act like that after drink," said Ruth, casually. When they reached her rooms she stepped lightly out upon the pavement. \"Are you aware that every girl in Princeton Hills would kill for a chance at him? I think it's simple. There he sat, cheerfully friendly in his sex’s freedom—the man she loved, the one man she cared should unlock the way to the wide world for her imprisoned feminine possibilities, and he seemed regardless that she stifled under his eyes; he made a jest of all this passionate insurgence of the souls of women against the fate of their conditions. I do not wish for you to see me feed. She had seen Mrs. He savored the last solo, the coda. It might prove rewarding. " "Mr. " Ruth did so, but without any particular fervour. 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. ” “All right! And I never dreamed anything of the sort was going on.
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