She twisted to meet him and folded into his embrace. “Does a bear shit in the woods?” He said. . 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. He was picked up from amongst the wreckage of a broken motor on the road to Versailles last night, and we have information that a lady was with him only a few minutes before the accident occurred. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing. His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth.
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