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His manner was deferential, even eager. ‘Gammon. You're the first widow I ever heard of who could withstand that lure. " "But I never saw anybody more alive. "Thank you, Mrs. " But the caution came too late. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. Yet before she turned once more to resume her flight she schooled herself with an effort to look where it had happened.
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