The word "criticism" had no concrete meaning to her then; no more than "compromise. It’s the rarest luck, the wildest, most impossible accident. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed. She stood looking down upon him with dilated eyes. She stole her glances sideways like the rest of the women. Jolly hard life for a girl, getting a living. She hadn't meant to ask anything for herself.
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