Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. . "I was going to die, Hoddy!" she whispered. " "If you stir, I'll call him!" rejoined Winifred. " "Dear me!" sympathised Mrs. “How’d you know it was me?” He looked conspiratorially into the room for hidden informants. " "Others may, if you won't," muttered Jack, retiring. He made the universe on those lines. "Coupling their presence with Jack's speech, I couldn't help fearing some mischief might ensue. Lucy had been ignoring her, not purposefully, but noticeably. Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window.
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