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"Often. She fell asleep instantaneously, fatigued from weeks of exhaustion. “It’s a way of avoiding explanations. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. If she had once known him, if he were some former neighbour, it would be comprehensible. " "The ways of Providence are inscrutable," observed Wood. But this is all different.
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