She found herself alone in the train asking herself what she must do next, and trying not to think of herself as cut off from home or any refuge whatever from the world she had resolved to face. “I’m going to kill your weakness for you. I wish to prevent a repetition of any such errand as I presume you have come here upon this evening. When I think of those ateliers of ours, the art jargon, the decadents with their flamboyant talk I long for a twoedged sword and a minute of Divinity. ‘Now see here, missie. “Must be hard to find a decent violin teacher these days. Part of her felt like laughing insanely at how badly she had been duped.
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