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“Does it hurt?” Michelle asked. “Yeah, everybody knows him Mom. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. A few minutes later she left the house on foot, and taking a hansom at the corner of the Square, drove to Anna’s flat. His invalid wife and her money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. A moment before, the surface of the stream was black as ink.
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