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121. Last year Ruth taught primary-school teachers undergoing a government-sponsored fitness programme.

122. The receptionist had opened up readily enough when Ruth had opened up her purse.

123. He turned down a street leading to the coast road, and Ruth knew he was heading for Starr Hills.

124. The rain came on harder, and what with that and the darkness, Ruth could scarcely see anything.

125. Ruth found herself obliged to share a bedroom with Polly Beard.

126. The first day Emma had escorted Ruth to the gates and come back with a red nose.

127. Ruth Benedict, writing of puberty ceremonies in various societies, sheds some light on this seemingly paradoxical cultural attitude.

128. There was to be no paddling around in the shallow waters for this man, Ruth thought.

129. Ruth nearly choked on the last crumb of her pastry.

130. A Rachmaninov piano concerto swept through the flat, making the problem of Ruth trivial and vague.

131. Trembling with ardour, he thrust again and again and Ruth closed around him, drawing him deeply into her.

132. Aggressive people become more aggressive around passive people, Ruth said.

133. There was no answer, and after a second he nodded at Ruth and moved unsteadily down the hallway to the bedroom.

134. Sometimes Alfred allowed Ruth to leave the barge and walk beside the horse on the towpath, to stretch her legs.

135. Ruth sat hunched, knees drawn up under her chin, and waited.

136. Ruth jumped to her feet, bitterly disappointed that he dismissed her so suddenly, but determined not to show it.

137. She looked at Ruth drinking a mug of tea at the table.

138. For Ruth it will be a dream come true as she becomes the youngest female licensed amateur rider in history.

139. Perhaps Mrs Longhill had already written during the days Ruth had been confined to bed.

140. Curtain rods found on shelf in garage of Ruth Paine.

141. For the rest of the journey Maria prattled on about Bradford, but Ruth did not hear a word.

142. The piece was purchased from the private collection of Ruth Blumka, a New York dealer with close ties to the museum.

143. Ruth knocked on the now open door and then stepped into the suite.

144. They ate in silence, the drawing dividing them, to which, between mouthfuls, Ruth added a stroke or two.

145. He remembers who he is, Ruth thought with a pang of relief.

146. He could not abduct Ruth, even assuming he had instructions to do so, which seemed unlikely.

147. Mary Mara makes the volatile Ruth a mainspring of precarious tension, capable of a solitary three-way argument over a peanut-butter sandwich.

148. Ruth kept her distance from him but she could do nothing about the wretched aura that surrounded him.

149. Frequently Ruth wondered why he hadn't ended up in borstal or some other institution.

150. His kiss was tender and Ruth slid her arms around his neck and returned the warmth.