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"I should be unafraid to go anywhere with you. It was excellently done, especially as she loved good dinners. I don’t mean I’m not a good woman—I mean that
I’m not a GOOD woman. She opened her eyes. You
couldn’t help it. All its better points were improved, while the less
attractive ones (and they were few in comparison) were subdued, or removed. And she would have rushed to him, if she
had not been forcibly withheld by her son. "I'll make sure work
this time," he added, about to repeat the blow. An electric light flashed out from the wall. He pulled down a chair to her left. A beachcomber in embryo, and she had lent a hand through habit as much
as through pity. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty,
nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as
blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he
led her to the altar some twenty years ago. Yesterday this glorious
creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. 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.
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