Once again the cavalcade was in motion, and winding its way by St. Ruth was inflammable; she would always be flaring up swiftly, in pity, in tenderness, in anger; she would always be answering impulses, without seeking to weigh or to analyse them. It seemed to make her sister downcast beyond any precedent.
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