By and by she heard the screen door. One or two landladies refused her with an air of conscious virtue that she found hard to explain. She was very pale, and there was a look of fear in her eyes. “She has improved her style,” someone declared. She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. I think that I have become a drug drinker.
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