He handed Ruth a letter. “I’m glad you’re all right,” he said, “because we want you to do us a favour. The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. There was no one else in the doorway. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms. “And think of the ordinary wives and mothers, with their anxiety, their limitations, their swarms of children!” Mr.
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