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. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. He would get very cross one evening and no one would dare to remind him of it. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date. A silence ensued. He learnt that his sister was privately married—the name or rank of her husband could not be ascertained—and living in retirement in an obscure dwelling in the Borough, where she had given birth to a son. It makes wonderful sentences that you can repeat in the City and are good enough for Punch.
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