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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. They order me to get my man, and I get him. Then, mysteriously, he no longer smelled or tasted it. ‘The wretch said nothing to anyone.
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