Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. “You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. The doctor nodded. . Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. ” “What did you hear?” Lucy felt herself unwillingly compelled to hang on Michelle’s every word. . "You are all right?"—anxiously.
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