Sheppard, whose maternal fears drew her in another direction, hurried off to the Mint. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. She looked upon it with pity as she drank his diabetic blood and saw that several of his fingers were missing. Guiding this man of hers over the troubled sea of life had engraved these lines. As a net result she had come to think of all married people much as one thinks of insects that have lost their wings, and of her sisters as new hatched creatures who had scarcely for a moment had wings. Lucy jammed her foot down onto Mark McCloskey’s forehead. Nothing like the direct approach, she thought.
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