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She packed her things, then ran a mile to Julian’s
apartment. She
longed to own something lasting, anything, but knew her
wishes to be stupid. She
descended the stairs, and found herself at last in the street—alone. The thought of Capes flooded her being like long-veiled sunlight breaking
again through clouds. She so wanted
to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize
his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he
was mere dust in the ground. Perhaps these few words were the first real
conscious words he had uttered in days. I have always
managed to survive, haven’t I?” She was eager to stop
talking about her parents. ”
“Good God!” said Mr. As the day wore on, the crowds diminished,—many who would not submit to
the turnkey's demands were sent away ungratified,—and at five o'clock, only
two strangers, Mr. I had no
curiosity of that kind.
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