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” Ann Veronica meditated over that phrase. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street. Also Lucy, who had been so much her friend. . “It was best for me to know. Was that it? Had she clothed this unhappy young man with glamour? Or was it because he was so alone? She could not get through the husks to the kernel of what really actuated her. ’ ‘But what have I done?’ protested Gerald innocently. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. How I envied those kids whose Moms picked them up when they got hurt or sick! I fainted in Gym Class when they made me climb the rope. This young man did not drink because he sought the false happiness that lured men to the bottle. Certain it was, that the slightest sound aroused him.
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