He watched her, savoring her curious attention. Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. 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. If I’m late again I’ll have to serve another detention!” She excused herself, hoping it was not too obvious she was running away. It tore her apart. She did her best to do this. . Abruptly, Gerald turned. “You are their friend, then?” “I am,” Courtlaw answered.
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