He slackened his pace as he reached the flat. She was posing before the mirror, critically, miserably, defensively, and perhaps bewilderedly. He was leaning against a window frame, his hat in his hand. Having drunk as much as he thought prudent, and thanked his unknown friend for his attention, Jack again lay down on the straw, and indulged himself with another nap, intending to get up as soon as it was perfectly dark. The thin stream of blood on which her eyes were fastened with a nameless horror reached almost to her feet. Anna, why will you persist in this single-handed combat with life?” “Don’t!” she cried. " Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of his aunt in the doorway. He sat on the bed, throwing aside his hat.
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