Anna raised her eyebrows at the sight of him. “Damn!” said Ann Veronica to herself, rousing herself for a conflict. 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. Ruth could not be told now. ’ ‘He did, you know,’ grinned Gerald. . I would that you were my own.
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