‘Go on, Gerald. There had been fusses and scenes dimly apprehended through half-open doors. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. "Never mind," replied the tapstress.
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