Then she had a baby and became as old as any really grown-up person, or older, and very dull. Occasionally the canvas snapped as the wind veered slightly. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. He suggested they take the remains of the household to his country estate, where he could at least hunt through the winter to provide them venison and grouse. She was to fall back amongst the ruck, a young woman of talent, content perhaps to earn a scanty living by painting Christmas cards, or teaching at a kindergarten. “Idiotic, isn’t it?” “Absolutely,” she agreed coldly. I will pray for you.
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