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"Mercy, no! That wasn't the thought. “My friend,” she said, “I have been your pupil for two years. \"Well, to tell you the truth, John Diedermayer. Her name was Rhea. hopelessly, and it made me desperate. “Well, if I find your conversation interesting I shall listen. "
So Ruth heard about the poets; she became tolerably familiar with the exploits of
that engaging ruffian Cellini; she heard of the pathetic deafness of Beethoven;
she was thrilled, saddened, exhilarated; and on the evening of the twelfth day she
made bold to enter the talk. He had shaved his side-whiskers and come over in flannels, but
he was still indisputably the same person who had attended Ann Veronica for the
measles and when she swallowed the fish-bone.
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