I could not love you else. It was then for the first time she remembered that she had said nothing to her sister of the man in the hospital. . He is big and powerful; one of those drinkers who show it but little outwardly. ’ I don’t know what you’d call it —a sort of witchery, almost suggestiveness. Rich folks, once. “What a gloomy person you are!” she murmured. The more she disentangled the lines of her situation the deeper grew her self-disgust. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this. She so wanted to keep her memory of him fresh, so wanted to memorize his kisses and to conjure his embrace someday when he was mere dust in the ground.
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