She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. ‘You are jealous!’ ‘Yes,’ he agreed simply. Once in the room, the door locked, the sense of loneliness had dropped away from her as the mists used to drop away from the mountain in the morning. It gave her joy to see them laughing, even though she was unsure of what she had done wrong. Supper was quickly served; the oldest bottle of wine was brought from the cellar; the strongest barrel of ale was tapped; but not one of the party could eat or drink—their hearts were too full. " The manager began some computations. I'll send for Wu Fang. Are you all here?” “Five boxes full,” she answered. ‘It is not for myself, you understand,’ pursued the man, in an unctuous tone that sickened the general, ‘but for this poor one.
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