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 walked across the Park and called upon his sister. The boy was coming around. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www. I sat within a few feet of him.
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