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And, as the weights were removed, he fainted. "You can generally understand that language. ”
Courtlaw crossed the room and threw open the door. He would
get her to come to tea with him, usually in a pleasant tea-room over a fruit-shop
in Tottenham Court Road, and he would discuss his own point of view and hint
at a thousand devotions were she but to command him. But
this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding. The ladder was now within reach. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term
for it; she had no precise commentary to offer. It's public opinion. A bobbing lantern,
crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. Can’t ask the gent to go abroad and condone a bigamy. . “Kick aht at ‘em!” though, indeed, she went now with
Christian meekness, resenting only the thrusting policemen’s hands. Every now
and then she fingered an ornament, moved a piece of furniture, or rearranged
some draperies.
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