A woman may choose any one for her lover, but for her friend she makes no mistake. All that I regret are the wasted years, and I am not sure that I regret them. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. ‘It—it is—nothing,’ she uttered jerkily. You’re tired, of course.
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