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In
Larry’s old Cadillac sedan, she sat in the backseat as Larry
drove and Cathy sat beside him. Now, in her old place, she was doing her best thoroughly to
enjoy a most indifferent dinner. When I have traversed the streets a houseless wanderer,
driven with curses from every door where I have solicited alms, and with blows
from every gateway where I have sought shelter,—when I have crept into some
deserted building, and stretched my wearied limbs upon a bulk, in the vain hope
of repose,—or, worse than all, when, frenzied with want, I have yielded to
horrible temptation, and earned a meal in the only way I could earn one,—when
I have felt, at times like these, my heart sink within me, I have drank of this
drink, and have at once forgotten my cares, my poverty, my guilt. “What have you been doing since our last talk? Still cutting up rabbits and
probing into things? I’ve often thought of that talk of ours—often.
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