“Called myself Anna,” the girl repeated coolly. “I am perfectly certain that that man meant to be rude to me. Her elbows were ready. Everybody breathed a collective sigh of relief in the neighborhood, no one wanted to see how those kids would grow up. All her protests seemed stifled before she could find words to utter them. \"Cool. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture.
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