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At last, a little way to the northward of Euston Road, the moral cloud
seemed to lift, the moral atmosphere to change; clean blinds appeared in the
windows, clean doorsteps before the doors, a different appeal in the neatly
placed cards bearing the word
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APARTMENTS
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in the clear bright windows. She had viewed them askance, and without
exchanging ideas with any one else in the world about them. Maybe it’s his loss. He's neighbourly; he has a jingle for every ache and joy I've had. That shining
slope of snow, and how we talked of death! We might have died! Even when we
are old, when we are rich as we may be, we won’t forget the tune when we cared
nothing for anything but the joy of one another, when we risked everything for
one another, when all the wrappings and coverings seemed to have fallen from
life and left it light and fire. ” She muttered some
unlady-like comment upon herself under her breath and engaged in secret
additions. ”
“Sounds interesting,” Ennison remarked. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. There was.
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