” She slipped it on her finger, and added, in a voice she tried to make matter-of-fact: “It was given to me last week. Little by little the pool cleared, the whims vanished: so that both Ruth and the doctor, by the middle of the third week, began to accept Spurlock's actions as normal, whereas there was still a mote or two which declined to settle, still a kink in the gray matter that refused to straighten out. Old Lancashire families both. She did not have the power of men. My politics in that matter wouldn’t be to give women votes. By the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it now? Hell and the devil!—gone!" He looked around in vain. Jonathan Wild must have stolen it from her.
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