She did most urgently desire to save her face in Morningside Park, and for long hours she could think of no way of putting it that would not be in the nature of unconditional admission of defeat. “You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. "Much that I would willingly forget. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall. " The poor widow hung her head, and pressed her child closer to her breast. “I’ll ruin your suit.
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