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He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. She will sail, at early dawn to-morrow, for Rotterdam. Gray and tranquil world! Amazing, passionless world! A world in which days without meaning, days in which “we don’t want things to happen” followed days without meaning—until the last thing happened, the ultimate, unavoidable, coarse, “disagreeable. She answered him with another kiss, long and deep. Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents, the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. “I may be leaving where I am in a few days, so very likely you will be no better off.
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