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“I suppose you’re like the rest of them. One must be on guard. She could not part with dignity. “My Mom was a good lady. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. She heard the shower running and looked at his floor. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. “Yes?” he said. At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted. Nothing was given away, and no one came so rich to the stall as to command all that it had to offer. ‘I do not know if even I can do anything now. It gave him plenty of time to obsess over his random crushes, which worried her.

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