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"A doctor? What he needs is a good jolt of aromatic spirits of ammonia. ” “There was a time when girls didn’t get these extravagant ideas. Sir John felt hot and furious. ‘And I suppose I shall be obliged to endure another nonsensical tale about your husband. Take care of the old clothesman, and leave the rest to me. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. Why, honestly enouch. Taber. Why was she noting things like this? Capes seemed selfpossessed and elaborately genial and commonplace, but she knew him to be nervous by a little occasional clumsiness, by the faintest shadow of vulgarity in the urgency of his hospitality. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. That was the glorious if bewildering truth.
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