Diane spooned warm apple-rhubarb pie onto the girl’s plates, topping each with scoops of ice cream. Never before had any human being kissed her lips. She had followed a bobbing white hat and gray jacket until she reached the Euston Road corner of Tottenham Court Road, and there, by the name on a bus and the cries of a conductor, she made a guess of her way. She was not very clear about the position and duties of a chorus-girl, but it certainly had the air of being a last desperate resort. ” “You think that you can do that?” “I am sure of it,” he answered, confidently. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. Suppose he stopped all her allowance, made it imperative that she should either stay ineffectually resentful at home or earn a living for herself at once. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. I once saw a man die after collapsing that way. The spikes almost touched the upper part of the hatch: scarcely space enough for the passage of a hand being left between their points and the beam.
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