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He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there was a knotted ribbon around her throat. Ruth drank in these intellectual controversies, storing away facts. She had been sitting on the bench for two and a half hours, which was uneventful except for the homeless men who begged for change. Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. Some day I may forgive you; but not now. They're only just gone, mercy on us! what a clatter," she added, as the knocking was repeated more violently than before.
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