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He never said hello, as if it had become a personal taboo for him. Lucy knocked again. In no way could he be said to contribute to the gaiety of the little party. I hate to see you spoil yourself with guys like me. It comes over the mountains, Anna, pink darkening into orange red, everywhere a wonderful cloud sea, scintillating with colour. What was the alternative to going home? No alternative appeared in that darkness. You have changed from the veriest butterfly to a woman—you wear different clothes, you have the air of another world. At times he seemed to be claiming pity from her; at times he was threatening her with her check and exposure; at times he was boasting of his inflexible will, and how, in the end, he always got what he wanted. A white man takes his life in his hands. She had heard of women journalists, women writers, and so forth; but she was not even admitted to the presence of the editors she demanded to see, and by no means sure that if she had been she could have done any work they might have given her. 142 < 18 > THE HIGH PRICE OF FAME Michelle became a constant in those weeks, basking in the shame-ridden celebrity that had been created around Lucy. He brought me past this house, and I thought I would call and leave your brother’s letter. “Where have you been? All these hours I have been calling for you. But I’d have done it without, though it weren’t my place.
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