“Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. If he stayed in the basement apartment as was his usual habit, she would have no problem. "She tells me there was a Kanaka cook; been in the family as long as she can remember. Why wasn't the world full of love, when love made happiness? Why did people hide their natural kindliness as if it were something shameful? Why shouldn't people say what they thought and act as they were inclined? Why all this pother about what one's neighbour thought, when this pother was not energized by any good will? Why was truth avoided as the plague? Why did this young man have one name on the hotel register and another on his lips? Why was she bothering about him at all? Why should there be this inexplicable compassion, when the normal sensation should have been repellance? Sidney Carton. All the world about her seemed to be—how can one put it?—in wrappers, like a house when people leave it in the summer. You must be lonely here with only a few men friends. ” She wondered how much history she could reinvent before losing track of her own lies. But days had now passed.
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