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Come along, my Newgate bird!" he continued, shaking him with great violence. Even in this dread moment Ruth was conscious of a pathetic interest in the scattering pencils. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. “Forty guineas a week. No one in the world is beyond the shaft of scandal— we all catch it terribly sometimes. Her pat answer to all inquiries was, “I let my sister Shari make me over,” while she kept from staring at her own reflection in the shiny shoes past her bare knees. They seem to spend their time yawning and inspecting their neighbour’s dresses through those hateful glasses.
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