She asked the inevitable question, the one she knew Michelle was waiting to field like a quarterback anticipating the pass. “I’m sorry! Mary! Are you hurt?” “No. Her father—man of rock—had never needed her, whereas Hoddy, even if he did not love her, would always be needing her. Yesterday this glorious creature had loved him; to-day she was only friendly. At last in a street near the Hampstead Road she hit upon a room that had an exceptional quality of space and order, and a tall woman with a kindly face to show it.
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