. Anybody in pain had only to call to him. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. There was an air of repressed gaiety in her actions: the sense of freedom had returned; her heart was empty again. He was sitting back from the table now, with one arm over the back of his green chair and the other resting on the little table.
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