’ She smiled on the last words, adding, ‘Oh, I don’t blame you for trying. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. He seemed to be. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. . Then it was the woman herself who was changed.
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