And then she would find work. She drew up a chair and sat down, putting her palm on the damp, cold forehead. I wanted the magic of love. \"I don't eat lunch. “You mean to tell me” he said, “that you have a lover? While I have been keeping you! Yes—keeping you!” This view of life he hurled at her as if it were an offensive missile. She was not quite clear how she should find it, but she felt she would.
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