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"How?" cried her brother, starting. “I’ll come to the station,” said Ann Veronica. It will be a little lonely sometimes,” she said, looking around at them, “and I shall miss you all, but it is the fairest for myself —and I think for you. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. \"What's in there?\" Lucy asked. 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. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. "I told you that before," rejoined Wood, testily.
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