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” The figure of her aunt, a little distant, a little propitiatory, behind the coffee things, filled her with a sense of almost catastrophic adventure. "But we must be getting along if we are to lunch in the tower of the water-clock. In fact, I order you to do so. He'll be brought out at this door, and may probably make some resistance. And some were adorned with engravings that struck her as being more vulgar and undesirable than anything she had ever seen in her life. He, next, tried to clamber up the flying buttresses and soffits of the pier, in the hope of reaching some of the windows and other apertures with which, as a man-of-war is studded with port-holes, the sides of the bridge were pierced. But the objects in his range of vision remained unchanged. She had lost it. “It was a plot amongst them all to humiliate her. " The feminine vanities in Ruth were quiescent; nothing had ever occurred in her life to tingle them into action.
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