” “I wish,” said Ann Veronica, with sudden anger, “that you could know what it is to live in a pit!” She stood up as she spoke, and put down her cup beside Miss Garvice’s. Amidship there was also canvas, and like that over the wheel, drab and dirty. You don’t know what you’re saying, and I hope you never will. Perhaps an hour passed before she laid aside the book. “As a second job?” “Right about five months ago when Larry fell off the truck and we stopped seeing each other, Cathy took a second job. It was a motor accident—a fatal motor accident the evening papers called it. Through one doorway she saw a grave Chinaman standing on a stage-like platform. “John?” He turned around in the recliner. His expression altered. It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found. It is just the aim I have had in view all the time. She found herself looking sheepishly around the bedroom when a sudden tingle of electricity moved from her groin, fanning out from her belly.
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