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Nor was this impression removed as he stole a glance at Mrs. Coat, on the present occasion, he had none, it being more convenient, as well as agreeable to him, to pursue his avocations in his shirtsleeves; but, when fully equipped, he wore a large-cuffed, long-skirted garment, which had once been the property of his master. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. ” “I thought I explained—” “Come home!” Ann Veronica shrugged her shoulders. Ruth is not another man's wife; she is all your own, for better or for worse. In this hour its colossal selfishness never occurred to him. She donned her gloves. Please don’t tell anyone, mister. “Yes. " "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. She remembered him as a dull figure, a big man with a belly that was already showing fat under his fine scarlet clothes. The little pucker in her brows became more perceptible.
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