Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed. If so I shall have to leave. Something draws everybody. Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks. Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. He sat on the bed, throwing aside his hat.
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