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The settlement was on the middle west coast. He had removed his silk hat, and now sat looking at Ann Veronica over an untouched cup of tea; he sat gloating upon her, trying to catch her eye. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. Here, where every element of her surroundings was tawdry and commonplace, and before this young man of vulgar origin and appearance, it was striking. “But who could have lent you money?” “I pawned my pearl necklace. The spinsters were not kind; they were only curious because she was odd and wore a dress thirty years out of date.
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