” She replied. ” “I’ll pay you if I have to work at shirt-making at threepence an hour. She gazed with a quiet detachment toward the window and the Oxford Street traffic, and in her heart she was busy kicking this man to death. ‘Tell me, my boy. I would sooner see you in a ’bus again. He confided to me that he felt trapped in his marriage, that he was being ruined by fate. Glad did I live and gladly die, And I laid me down with a will. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer.
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