“Quite right,” she said. "Victoria; that's the hotel. Now, it was a wilderness of weeds. The real Ruth was as completely hidden as though she stood behind the walls of Agra Fort. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country. The house was full of aunts, uncles, and cousins meandering about, stuffed until their seams and zippers were bursting. This did not affect Spurlock.
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