She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. The movement was fatal to her son. I wish very much that you had written before leaving Paris. What would happen when next morning she returned to Morningside Park? He couldn’t turn her out of doors.
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