I know that in my heart I would take whatever he gave. The longing to talk to someone! But in the end she had gone to her room without giving in to the craving. The stench was cheese-like and unbearable and Lucy dry-heaved. I know now that I was mistaken. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. It would not be possible otherwise to live in daily contact with this level-eyed, lovely girl without loving her. She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face.
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