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event was scarcely exceeded by the preparations for the opera in more  
worldly circles.  
"Is thee going to the Yearly Meeting, Ruth?" asked one of the girls.  
"I have nothing to wear," replied that demure person. "If thee wants to  
see new bonnets, orthodox to a shade and conformed to the letter of the  
true form, thee must go to the Arch Street Meeting. Any departure from  
either color or shape would be instantly taken note of. It has occupied  
mother a long time, to find at the shops the exact shade for her new  
bonnet. Oh, thee must go by all means. But thee won't see there a  
sweeter woman than mother."  
"
And thee won't go?"  
"
Why should I? I've been again and again. If I go to Meeting at all I  
like best to sit in the quiet old house in Germantown, where the windows  
are all open and I can see the trees, and hear the stir of the leaves.  
It's such a crush at the Yearly Meeting at Arch Street, and then there's  
the row of sleek-looking young men who line the curbstone and stare at us  
as we come out. No, I don't feel at home there."  
That evening Ruth and her father sat late by the drawing-room fire, as  
they were quite apt to do at night. It was always a time of confidences.  
"Thee has another letter from young Sterling," said Eli Bolton.  
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