The quiet encounter and home-coming Ann Veronica and she had contemplated was entirely disorganized by this misadventure; there were no adequate explanations, and after they had settled things at Ann Veronica’s lodgings, they reached home in the early afternoon estranged and depressed, with headaches and the trumpet voice of the indomitable Kitty Brett still ringing in their ears. "I declare I'm all in a cold sweat. Don’t leave me. It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. I've told you about him; and you wrote a shrewd yarn on the subject. ’ He sighed. But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only added to his fury. Ruth, having decided a course for herself—that of renunciation—and having the strength to keep it, met these advances in precisely the mood they were offered.
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