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I didn’t realize—I don’t see how I can get out of it now. ” He looked at her with white, set face. "You'll pardon an old woman, Miss Enschede," said Sister Prudence; "but where in this world did you get that dress?" Ruth picked up both sides of the skirt and spread it, looking down. Wood, with a message for Lady Trafford. For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the standards of most of the girls she knew. 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. The poor things! Oh, it was quite dreadful. “The next question, Miss Anna,” he said, “is how am I to help you? I am wholly at your disposal.
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