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Her hair was the one part of her that did not exude the air of wealth. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I can sell. ‘It is not your affair. " Thames tried to answer her, but his voice failed him. She bought her Greyhound ticket one steamy afternoon when school let out at eleven thirty A. "Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his plate. "This your regular business?" "For the present. ” He made to speak and did not. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. But did any woman get anything better from a man? Perhaps every woman conceals herself from a man perforce!.
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