. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. Let’s go. Sir John waved her back. “I was watching you at Morningside Park, dear,” said Miss Miniver. Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze.
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