. 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 closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. ‘Well, sir, if I’ve to choose betwixt him and you, I’ll take you, no question. “I wonder,” said Ramage, “that more girls don’t think as you do and want to strike out in the world. Mr. In that sense, my strategy worked. Give me that precious charge," he added, snatching the bundle from Wood. “I was sick of the make-believe. But it’s only now I’m able to do it. I told them lies. He was not quite sure whether, after all, he had been wise. He sat on the bed, throwing aside his hat. "What did you ring for, Sir?" she asked, eyeing the group with astonishment.
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