"Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "I can't make you understand; I can't make you see things as I see them. I’ve had a lot on my mind. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. There was no longer any risk in association with her. They carried no more than bare subsistence wages; and they demanded all her time and energy.
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