She took the tray with both hands, gulped, and gave way to tears. . Saturday mornings at the Beck house were routine, coffee, newspaper, bagels, and Looney Toons in no particular order. Now you can understand why I have been obliged to——” “Yes, yes, I understand that,” Courtlaw interrupted. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. Her eyes were wide and bright. ’ ‘Parbleu, it is I who am the idiot?’ she scolded furiously, removing one hand and digging it into her sleeve. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness.
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