For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. Martin managed to catch her after class the next day. She was the type that people of every age gravitated to, naturally affable and kind to everyone. ’ Releasing her, he turned and walked swiftly towards the door. I'm a poor nurse. For ten years I've been trying to go home, but my conscience will not permit me, I hate the Orient.
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