Both of them. I have given up painting. This is grace I am saying! Oh! my dear! all the joy and weeping of life are mixed in me now and all the gratitude. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. I offered myself as a clerk, as a milliner, as a shop girl. “It couldn’t be. He knew that tragedy was as blind as justice, that it struck the child and the grown-up impartially. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat.
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