Earles strode into the waiting-room. I have since received a most extraordinary letter from her. A lean young man in spectacles pursued her for some time, crying “Courage! Courage!” Somebody threw a dab of mud at her, and some of it got down her neck. She felt anger at Sebastian, anger at the thrill that she felt in her loins upon seeing him, anger at herself for never having the courage to end her own life. He has no imagination, no real generosity. A sound sleeper, she was not roused by the creaky openings and closings of drawers as Lucy packed a single duffle bag with underwear and soap that was pilfered from a multipack of Zest in the Beck’s downstairs bathroom. She was nestled under his bedspread. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief.
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