"I'll not believe it. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed. So I made haste and recovered. Thus, more and more Ruth turned to the mongrel dog who bore the name of Rollo unflinchingly—the dog that adored her openly, shamelessly, who now without a whimper took his diurnal tubbing. But Melusine’s own words had thrown an idea into her head. “I mean to go to that dance!” she blubbered.
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