Mrs. For such of us as pretend to be wise—and we are but fools in a lesser degree—we know that humanity moves onward only by the impellant of fine dreams. It was not necessary to appease the wrath of human society; it was necessary only to appease that of God for the broken Commandment. She took it up in her many-ringed hands and read it judicially. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. You ought to know that.
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