"You will finish your education in the East and return. Won’t you let me—can’t I be of any assistance?” He was obviously in earnest. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. He wriggled underneath her heaving body, pinned like an insect. She auditioned and got a summer job teaching violin at the Mozart summer music camp for children, catching the luckiest of breaks. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. "Thank you," she said, and left the office. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian. Mike is a simple guy, but he’ll see through any act of yours. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. She ran to the lamp and extinguished it.
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