She was afraid people would follow her, she was afraid of the dark, open doorways she passed, and afraid of the blazes of light; she was afraid to be alone, and she knew not what it was she feared. ’ She was silent for a space, and it was evident that this part of the story was still too painful to be recalled with ease. By the by, my dear, I forgot to ask your name—perhaps you'll oblige me with it now? Hell and the devil!—gone!" He looked around in vain. ‘Didn’t mean it, love. But though she lied about pretty much everything else, she didn’t lie about that. I want to shout! I want to sing! I am glad! I am glad to be alive because you are alive! I am glad to be a woman because you are a man! I am glad! I am glad! I am glad! I thank God for life and you. “What have you done to yourself?” he muttered.
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