And, mind! no prevaricating—nothing but the truth will satisfy me. She had a feeling at his departure as of an immense cavity, of something enormously gone; she could not tell whether it was infinite regret or infinite relief. There was a brief pause, a crowded pause, between them. “So I see that you have become content with your hardscrabble existence, your week-to-week survival, your Martin Chen!” “Who?” “Your limp-wristed lover!” “Um. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust. Blood, they say, won't come out. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance.
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