Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. “Heavens!” she exclaimed. I told her I was sick today and she told me to get over myself.
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