What more is there to be said? She defies me!” It was extraordinary. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment. 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. “Would you mind calling that hansom for me?” He looked at it critically and shook his head. ‘We don’t know who she is.
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