A little Madeira seemed to recover her enough to resume the discussion. She stuffed her violin in its case and rushed into the hallway towards John, who stood outside of 118 with his arms crossed. He displayed a quite unprofessional vein of mysticism in the matter. ‘You are stubborn like a mule. A silence ensued. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether her aunt was dead or alive. "Won't you take these?" For a space he merely stared at her, perhaps wondering if she were real. Cathy opened her beauty shop, you know.
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