So that as she saw him she remarked to herself very faintly but definitely, “Oh, golly!” and set up a campaign of avoidance that Mr. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action. But I wanted to find out more, partly so I could share it with him. He unlocked himself from her embrace. “Let us escape,” she said. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. ’ Gerald turned and came back to her.
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