175 “Before you tell me the whole story,” she emphasized the penultimate word, “just let me do something for you. ” “I thought every one knew. These women could not be bad, else the hotel would not have permitted them to enter! Still, the scene presented a riddle: to give immunity to the black women who went about all but naked and to damn the white for exposing their shoulders! She had eaten but little; all her hunger had been in her eyes—and in her heart. However, it would only be robbing the hangman of his dues. And now—Dear! Dear! The dayspring from on high hath visited me. . I said, ‘It is no use your telling me about this walk and pretend I’ve been told about the ball, because you haven’t.
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