” He shook his head slowly, smiling mysteriously. ’ ‘Where then is your uniform?’ ‘I don’t wear it to balls. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. She was still fully dressed; so all she had to do was to pause before the mirror and give her hair a few pats. And, though it's a long time ago, I feel as sore on the subject as ever.
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