“Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper. But the twins were so fucked over at that point they were zombies. “It jars. She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so. “I love you. Unless he has dealings with the devil, he could never have done this alone. I'll tote it myself. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. Their chit-chat stopped when they reached the bench. It was at the top of the building, and looked clear over a clustering mass of inferior buildings toward Regent’s Park.
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