Ruth felt his hand grow cold as it slipped from hers. " "The very idea is dreadful," whimpered Edgeworth Bess. I was reduced to 170 a fool, for there were many pretty women from all walks of life in that teeming city. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed.
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