“Your name and address in his pocket was no delusion,” he said sharply. “Oh, dammit!” he remarked, “dammit!” with great bitterness as he faced it. She listened with dumb fear in her eyes. No great lover of state or state costume at any time, he was generally, towards the close of an evening, completely in dishabille, and in this condition he now presented himself to his subjects. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron.
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