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Better to remain silent. It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. Born on a South Sea island, she said. The fair boy in the audience who had waved was yet another suitor. “Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. I could always 108 tell right away whether my new foster home was going to be good or bad. She knew that babies came from the womb; her womb had fallen out with her baby. Then making a pretence of stooping to rearrange her flowing train, she glanced at Anna, and half stopped in her progress down the room. There was a moment’s breathless and disappointed silence. There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. “Yes. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer.
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