He lives near the Black Lion. I can't concentrate on my work. It was a second reminder that against her claim to go free and untrammelled there was a case to be made, that after all it was true that a girl does not go alone in the world unchallenged, nor ever has gone freely alone in the world, that evil walks abroad and dangers, and petty insults more irritating than dangers, lurk. And yet, dang it! I've seen 'em just as innocent looking that were prime vipers. If I'd not gone mad, they would have hanged me. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. That’s really our choice now, defy—or futility. They are our food, Lucia, nothing more. You won't refuse me, I'm sure; so no more need be said about the matter.
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