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“YOU had to come in. But, hang it, I know it's good!"
"Of course it is!"
In the afternoon he began work on another tale. A dozen books
lay upon the counterpane. She practiced
swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her
imaginary infant boy. “And, after all, I am
just one common person!”
She watched the throb of the arteries in the stem of her neck, and put her hand
at last gently and almost timidly to where her heart beat beneath her breast. “I do not like to seem inhospitable, Anna,” she said hesitatingly. “Cool. I am
not going to be a chorus girl, or even a super. "
As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly
in Winifred's dark eyelashes. She
heard the television blaring away.
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