’ ‘Let’s. " "Pity!" shrieked the widow. “Good luck! Good luck!” She waved from the window until the bend hid him. Doubts began to rise up all about her, plucking at her confidence. “I must live, you know. ” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of spectators close behind her.
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