Life is a patchwork of impressions, of vanishing personalities. " The spinsters had no counter-philosophy to offer; so they turned to Ruth, who had singularly and unconsciously invested herself with glamour, the glamour of adventure, which the old maids did not recognize as such because they were only tourists. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. I shall have to discover one suitable. She knew she was a monster and so did they. The remainder of dinner was surreal and stilted. "I fear not," replied Jack, despondingly. "I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal. Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. "Wretch!" cried Jack. I am no use for a clerk, because I do not understand shorthand.
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