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I had two slices. "You forgot your lunch," she said. I followed you in. And in these crowded four weeks, what had she learned? That all horizons were lies: that smiles and handshakes and goodbyes and welcomes were lies: that there were really no to-morrows, only a treadmill of to-days: and that out of these lies and mirages she had plucked a bitter truth—she was alone. All houses of means had not only a maid but usually a whole staff of servants. ” He paced the room for a minute or two restlessly.
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