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. He stopped, panting hard, slamming his cane to the floor to make use of its much-needed support. ” He said bravely. They reluctantly went back to school the Thursday after New Year’s Day.
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