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” “Then I,” she said, “have too much character. " "Help! help!" shrieked Mrs. " "Where's Mr. Trodger laid down their muskets and turned on them. Sheppard, in a voice of agony. Spurling bit her lips to conceal her mirth. With this she now entered. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. “It really seems as if we shall have to put down marigolds altogether next year,” Aunt Molly repeated three times, “and do away with marguerites.
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