In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. You square the G. She passed people in the streets and regarded them with a quickening apprehension, once or twice came girls dressed in slatternly finery, going toward Regent Street from out these places. It takes too many years to climb even a step in the social ladder. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand.
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