"You'll pardon an old woman, Miss Enschede," said Sister Prudence; "but where in this world did you get that dress?" Ruth picked up both sides of the skirt and spread it, looking down. They proved all sorts of things perhaps, but they were thick, unequal, pitiful pieces of work. I don’t believe in the faults.
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