She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. Section 1. ” “My dear young lady,” the official said irritably, “this man would not have your name and address in his pocket without an object. He had never wanted daughters. " "He couldn't help it, Ruth. "I alone am to blame. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. ‘Lawks-a-mussy! It’s Miss Mary.
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