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I—well, I lost my temper. "But I'm a blackguard, too, Ruth. ” Obediently, Lucy placed the stone upon the mausoleum. They had been informally introduced during floor hockey, when Katy had sent a puck flying into Lucy’s face. And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. ’ She paused, struggling for the word. "You are Ruth?" "Yes," said Ruth, stirred by anger and bitterness and astonishment. It would have saved me much circumlocution, and you some suspense. Gosse backed, not even attempting to parry so unorthodox a use of the foil.
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