She had set out to get a beautiful life, a free, untrammelled life, self-development, without counting the cost either for herself or others. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. He even hugged her a few times, something he had never done. She had removed her hat and utterly disarranged her already unruly black locks by running agitated fingers through them. “Does he never speak to you of—of old times?” she faltered. “He can’t be more than thirty.
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