” “I am convinced of it,” she answered. Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed. “I am bored,” she said abruptly. "See how glad he is!" His irony and displeasure subsided. But do not awaken my apprehension, unless you have good cause for so doing. ” They passed out on to the pavement, and the commissionaire called a hansom. She could tell that they too would find their legs jutting awkwardly from the petite furniture. Even then she had understood vaguely that she had touched upon some philosophy of life: that one was never lonely when alone, only in the midst of crowds. The material cares of life hang about your neck like a millstone. She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding.
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