’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. ” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. ’ ‘Don’t start arguing again, for God’s sake,’ snapped Roding irritably, dragging out his own large pocket-handkerchief. "But vere'll be the use o' vinnin'? you von't live to pay me. ” She covered her face with her hands. This is no place for me. He donned his winter coat. “You silly fool,” he said. "Time to dress for dinner," said Ruth from behind the curtain.
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