The curtains which she had left drawn were open, and the electric lights were turned on. They concern us all. . The Return 231 II. ” He rejoiced over this emancipation. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. She found herself mildly entertained by staring at the houses through the rain as she walked home, all cast in a gray blurry film noir gauze of rain. It was very pretty and very dainty while it lasted, but we played it with our eyes open, and we perfectly understood the game—both of us.
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