She was fiercely and bitterly jealous. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very
dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest
but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. Langley, I appeal to you. "
"Swear it!"
"I do. Instead, they
lived a Bohemian existence, moving from patron to
patron, city to city. Here she seems to have developed into a brilliant
woman with more character and steadfastness than I should ever have given her
credit for. The roofs and gables of many of the houses had been torn off. As
she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully
of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown,
sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered
hip everyday garb. She could not make up her mind
which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other. 238
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IN BED
John drove her home after school nearly every day. She must not show anything.
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