There were moments when she thought of turning upon this man and talking to him. He handed Ruth a letter. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband. Chairs were overturned. I change them in the morning at Cannon Street, and take my book as I come down.
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