“It was your own fault,” she exclaimed. " "My negligence, Mr. Ruth wore a printed cotton kimono. . “I do. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. "I leave this bowl for you," he cried, returning it to the landlord untasted. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. What need had she of Gerald, or anyone? Yet, if he was here, would he not make some foolish game with her and make her laugh? Instead of behaving in this fashion so stupide, and crying, crying, crying. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that.
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