But it looked as if the boy was not going to be of much use. She had fallen into it naturally, the only expression of the dance she had ever seen or known, and that a stolen sweet. She was conscious the whole conversation of Michelle, trying to divine what the girl was planning to do. His job as a painter was wearing him down acutely as he aged. It was like pouring a strong acid over dulled metal.
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