Ruth wore a printed cotton kimono. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all. Obeying some fine instinct, she had come to the prison in a dark veil, but she had pushed this up to kiss Ann Veronica and never drawn it down again. “He does not come here,” she exclaimed, quickly. He couldn't be in better hands than those in which he has placed himself. " Jack approached her. “NO!” she said, at last, with something in her voice that reminded Ann Veronica of a sprung tennis-racket. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. Ruth was something to study for future copy; she was almost unbelievable.
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