The boy she had loved was gone. He looked like an animated skeleton that someone had hung a smelly 105 brown beard upon. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. They talked lightly and smoked cigarettes till Anna, with a little laugh, threw open the window and let in the cool night air. "And now, widow," he continued, "attend to the next verse, for it consarns a friend o' yours. ‘That’s right, you bone idle do-nothings. Supposing he too wanted love and his arms were as empty as hers? Some living thing that depended upon her. Down on me luck, I was, and they took me in.
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