And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. He was asleep. In all her life no living thing had had to depend upon her, not even a dog or a cat. "It is time!" "For what?" grumbled the latter, rubbing his eyes. From the first there had always been between her and her listeners that electrical sympathy which only a certain order of genius seems able to create. The trio of girls approached the newly laid cement curb, where throngs of young girls in pink lip-gloss fanned and preened like peacocks as rich boys circled round, revving the engines of their father's red cars. You're welcome to it. But his grief was of short duration. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks.
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