You cannot—shall not retreat. The carte de jour was before Monsieur. It gave him plenty of time to obsess over his random crushes, which worried her. He was not addicted to monologue, and the only audible comment he permitted himself at first upon a universe that was evidently anything but satisfactory to him that afternoon, was one compact and entirely unassigned “Damn!” The word must have had some gratifying quality, because he repeated it. For fifteen years!—so long as I can remember! All I wanted was a little love, a caress now and then. Her normally shiny hair was 143 stringy and flat.
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