Besides, your remark is not in the least complimentary. She let out a wail. She gained her room, and slammed her door and locked it as though she feared violence and pursuit. One doesn’t want to lose a grain. There was no one stirring in the flats. They are blinded to all fine and subtle things —they look at life with bloodshot eyes and dilated nostrils. “And, after all, I am just one common person!” She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to waste on that fellow’s wound. A lesson learned. ’ It seems that I was mistaken.
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