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“I suppose there’s no way of getting a decent income—independently. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him, to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. Wood, furiously. Voilà tout. He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. . Then a light seemed to break in upon him. I am a pauper, and as yet I have not discovered how to earn money. . " The manager extended his hands at large, as if to deny any responsibility in the affair. " "I've no intention of stirring," replied the woollen-draper, who was thus unceremoniously disturbed: "and I beg you'll sit down, Mr. We’d soon cool that temper of yours. He saw the expression on the girl's face and understood what it signified, that it was the reflected pattern of his own. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door.
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