’ ‘From a convent? Even if I wished to do it, I could not. " This readiness to surrender the coat to her surprised Ruth. She lingered over donning her winter coat, buttoning each toggle and placket, double knotting her long scarf. Only last night she saw me, and there was horror in her eyes. ‘Here we go again. Were it not for your voice, I don't think I should know you. It hung from the centre of a stout pole, each end of which rested upon the calloused shoulder of a coolie; an ordinary Occidental chair with a foot-rest. “Please, stay a while longer. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. With a strong tendency to satire, but without a particle of malice or ill-nature in its display. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort.
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