" "You are very kind, Sir," returned the widow, "but I require no support. She was breathing hard, dragging for air, half in fright and half because the sudden effort had used up what little air she had managed to draw so briefly. She would have just to keep the fifteen pounds until she could make it twenty. I had to stay in school no matter how sick I was. At second hand it would be unendurable. Now how in the world was he to get rid of the husband? His luck was in. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. Mr.
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