That was the inconvenience of it; her head was swimming. “Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time. \" She whirled around by instinct, frightening the boy who she had borrowed the pencil from. The sun shined weakly through brief pinpricks 90 in the thick cloud cover, the weather was brewing a storm. F. He stopped on the curb-stone, not facing her but as if he was on his way to cross the road, and spoke to her suddenly over his shoulder. I set myself to find employment.
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