In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. And it had not shocked her! It was this appalling absence of indignation that had put terror into her heart. “Bad hemorrhage,” he said. I kicked the living shit out of him. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big portal. The darkness was almost palpable; and the wind which, hitherto, had been blowing in gusts, was suddenly lulled. "Do you compare your love—a love which all may purchase—with hers? No one has ever loved me. Out of all this we have struck a sort of harmony.
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