It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. He could think about it later. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. Perhaps the day of her recompense was at hand. It just feels 122 right! You know it does! Don’t say no. Oh, to face facts! Gods! what a world it might be if people faced facts! Understanding! Understanding! There is no other salvation. He is Jacques. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids.
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