There was absolute quiet. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief, she was tranquil. 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. Then he was to arrest you and bring you home to me.
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