I’m ashamed to confess it, but I didn’t want the charge of you—a too close reminder of my own lost babe. "What is this?" she wanted to know. ” Tears flowed down her face. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips.
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