She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. Part 7 Then one day a little thing happened that clothed itself in significance. The booming voice and the energetic movements spoke plainly of hurry. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. ‘Do not think—’ he panted, ‘that I am finished—with you, mademoiselle. “Ungracious little beast, I call her. I had no idea!” She sat down abruptly and threw her wrists limply upon the table. “Only so many men neglect their duties. Sordid; but that was not Ruth's term for it; she had no precise commentary to offer.
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