Her naked body was an abomination of caked filth and sagging tubes for breasts. It was not a cambric curtain Ruth had drawn across that part of her life: it was of iron. “We are only in the dawn of the Age of Friendship,” he said, “when interest, I suppose, will take the place of passions. Any financial return was inconsiderable against the promise of this psychological treat. Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen. “Perhaps,” she said, “it is the London climate. Lucy sighed. His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray. At any rate, he began to deliberately personate him. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. ” “My Mom complains that she’s tired all the time.
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