The other was to go into business—into a photographer’s reception-room, for example, or a costumer’s or hat-shop. "To him I owe everything," continued the widow, "life itself—nay, more than life,—for without his assistance I should have perished, body and soul. “Lord!” she said. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. "I hope not. Clarice loved babies as much as Lucia did and chattered about them day and night. On the stranger's appearance, she was seated near the window busily occupied with her needle.
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