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. “By God! Ann Veronica,” he said, sighing deeply. The ladies can't sleep in their beds for him; and as to the men, they daren't go to bed at all. Mr. "He must have gone this way," muttered Blueskin. S.
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