She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. And then she would find work. The slow stars circled on to the moment of their meeting. ’ His face changed, all the humour and tenderness leaving it in an instant.
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