She washed her face twice after making smudgy eyeshadow and lipstick errors. She was at the end of girlhood and on the eve of a woman’s crowning experience. ” She felt, with a sudden horror, that she might weep. She felt like a dried-up old woman. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five! “A glittering wilderness of time That to the sunset reaches No keel as yet its waves has ploughed Or gritted on its beaches. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. Dunstable’s contributions to the conversation were entirely in the form of nods; whenever Alderman Dunstable praised or blamed she nodded twice or thrice, according to the requirements of his emphasis. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable.
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