” “Where?” He asked. She would meet him upon this ground: he should never be given the slightest hint that she was unhappy. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. ” “Of course I am. "The danger's past," whispered Bess. ’ She set down her glass with a snap. I have it about me. “I’m not the Devil. 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. Never mind, I’ve got plenty.
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