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It was a great relief to arrive at last at that pause when she could say to her aunt, “Now, dear?” and rise and hold back the curtain through the archway. Spurlock—for that's his real name—were married at high noon. okay. “In any case, I decline to see you alone. . “Fine. What is it?" "Is there anything I can do?" The idiocy of the question filled him with the craving of laughter. A disagreeable young man, with red hair and a loose mouth, seated at the reporter’s table, was only too manifestly sketching her. All houses of means had not only a maid but usually a whole staff of servants. Spurlock had found the typewriter, oiled and cleaned it, and began to practise on it in the night. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. Tender with the sick, firm with the strong, fearless, with a body that had the resistance of iron, there was nothing of the hypocrite in him. “Because you used to be my friend, Lucy, and now I don’t get to see you anymore unless I can get into your house. That is why I have dyed my hair, that is why I have abandoned my rôle of ingenuèe and altered my whole style of dress. I’ve got no feminine class feeling.
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