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" "And by whom were they both destroyed?" demanded his sister, raising herself by a painful effort, and regarding him with a searching glance. \" Lucy said as they ascended the steps. You will make her suffer. . " "So I find, Rowland," replied the other, in accents of deep disappointment, and at the same time relinquishing his grasp. ” Lucy begged. Where was this kindly world she had drawn so rosily in fancy? Disillusion everywhere. Ruth was not a woman; she was a phenomenon. He pulled down a chair to her left. ‘You are Mrs Ibstock, I think,’ she said eagerly. . His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat.
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