It was better even than the hymn-singing. Occasionally the canvas snapped as the wind veered slightly. Here one might live the life of golden days. For her it was sufficient to know that somebody wanted her, that never again would she be alone, that always this boy with the dreams would be depending upon her. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. Only I am not an acquaintance at all.
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