You are alone in the world, you have no one save yourself to consider. But from the first her rather old-fashioned conception of life had jarred with the suburban atmosphere, the High School spirit and the memories of the light and little Mrs. “No, I am alone,” she answered. It was a bogus affair altogether, kept by some blackguard or other of an Englishman. But when she reached the pavement outside her teeth were clenched, and she carried herself unconsciously an inch or so higher. “It was a phase,” she said. ‘Then I am not mad in the least.
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