” She knelt upon the floor of her cell and clasped her hands, and remained for a long time in silence. “I see nothing of my sister,” she said. The night was now profoundly dark. He’s a quiet person, and he says that quiet people should never become salesmen. ” “And you?” “Rather!” “I wonder why?” “There’s no why. Clotilde rushed out of the house, carrying her boy and tugging her girl by the ear. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door. She would ignore him. There was another phrase which sounded something like 'Gin in a blue-serge coat'.
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