“I am sorry,” he said slowly. 7. It was easy for him to see that she desired to be agreeable to him. Beyond was a narrow bridge, crossing a circular building, at the bottom of which lay a deep well. She tried to imagine herself “getting something,” to project herself as sitting down at a desk and writing, or as returning after her work to some pleasantly equipped and free and independent flat. She touched bow to strings, playing a fifth. Of this I'm certain, however, she was much too good for him, and was never meant to be a journeyman carpenter's wife, still less what is she now.
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