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. “Get me someone, Oracle. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand. . She was an Egyptian, from the magical times.
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