And yet—such is the buoyancy of youth—within a fortnight he began his first novel, pretending to himself that it was on Ruth's account. "Is it indeed you, or am I dreaming?" "You're not dreaming, mother," he answered. \" She waved. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. I could be presented as Meysey Hill. . Look at me.
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