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“That beast of a fellow is certain to be hanging about. Sampans with fish and fruit and vegetables swarmed about, while overhead gulls wheeled and swooped and circled. And the way he and the other men looked at her! The desire was plain on their faces, so many noblemen reduced to their simplest elements! They looked at her sideways, they looked at her backside, scanning her blue eyes and even looking right into her face. " He opened his eyes again. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. The one profession, the one decent profession, I mean, for a woman—except the stage— is teaching, and there we trample on one another. ‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. He woke up with a start and the alarm clock read 4:46 P.
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