“It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. "What the devil makes you out so late? And what has happened to you, man, eh?—you seem in a queer plight. Anna turned deliberately away from the bedside. It is not well that a daughter should talk to her father as Ruth talked to hers that day. It jars with all my ideas. The water was cold but she waded deeper. " "Oh, dear! how I should like to see him. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. She saw Lucy darkening her doorstep and stood from the recliner.
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