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“Much as I hate rows, I’ve either got to make a stand or give in altogether. She took it for granted Ann Veronica wore stays—mild stays, perhaps, but stays, and thought no more of the matter. 102 When he took her out, he was proud of her. "Enschede!" he called. ‘Shall we abandon the guard, then, sir?’ ‘Certainly not. She struggled fiercely not to give way. You women, with your tricks of evasion, you’re a sex of swindlers. "But I appeal to you, Sir James, whether it isn't extraordinary that so very slight a person should be such a desperate robber as he is represented—so young, too, for such an old offender. Don't suppose," she added, with a scornful glance at her helpmate, "that I would pay him the compliment of thinking he could possibly be the father of such a boy as you. Love … to take her in his arms and to comfort her: and then to add to her cup of bitterness the knowledge that her husband was a thief! For himself he did not care; God could continue to grind and pulverize him; but to add another grain to the evil he had already wrought upon Ruth was unthinkable. I know less about this affair perhaps than you suppose. Everything was done in a genteel and ordinary way, but on the other hand, there was no lingering. “No,” she said, under her breath, “you can’t face it.
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