Not only that, but he carried himself erect— the slight slouch which had bent his shoulders had altogether disappeared. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden at the back of the house. “I don’t know why. He could not kiss Ruth. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. He turned round to keep Anna out by force if possible, but he was too late.
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