E. ” “But will you?” “YES. Every one else does. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. ’ ‘Distract me? She nigh on gave me an apoplexy. The less said, therefore, on this point the better; because, as nothing is to be gained by it, it would only be trouble thrown away. Montague Hill. Fast asleep, he is. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. To-morrow morning I shall have made up my mind what to do. 196 Succeeded where she had not.
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