“I hope you have not come for that. Do you think that I am utterly selfish?”
She raised her eyebrows. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world,
with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes,
its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much
as an animal goes out to seek food. The open windows were above
them now and, unless the intruder were to lean out, they could not possibly be
seen. All its better points were improved, while the less
attractive ones (and they were few in comparison) were subdued, or removed. Startled by the cry, as may be
supposed, the attention of the whole congregation was drawn towards the quarter
whence it proceeded. “Stop,” he said. The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the
electric lights were turned on.
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