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It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. You represented to us the immaculate Briton, the one Englishman who typified the Saxonism, if I may coin a word, of our race. She throws a sort of spell over us all. It wasn’t. Ennison, or any other young man. I keep on thinking of you.
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