What does it matter? It is here, and it is here to stay. She had only to get through this, to solace Manning as much as she could, to put such clumsy plasterings on his wounds as were possible, and then, anyhow, she would be free—free to put her fate to the test. She showered after she heard the door shut and the cars pull out of the driveway. “Allow me. "No, no, let him alone," interposed Wood. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. But for me it doesn’t matter. Still—you must learn for yourself.
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