But on this matter my mind is quite made up. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. And they pay her. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. The smell assaulted them even before they entered the restaurant, greasy and savory.
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