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. It was a shame that they had made such a fuss, she thought as he arrived. Then, very awkwardly, he took a stool and placed it at the end of Ann Veronica’s table, and sat down.
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