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" "You never told me what he is like," said Spurlock. She had imagined she had drowned them altogether. “Annabel,” she said, “you are my sister, or I would bid you take the flowers if you care for them, and leave the room. He had let go his name so easily as that! What was the name she had given? Ruth something; he could not remember. What you want to do is to imagine every woman a Becky Sharp and every man a Rawdon Crawley.
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