She looked in the glass over and over as she checked for lint and makeup streaks. ‘Parbleu, but I find that this is excessively clever, this passage. He bowed awkwardly to Mrs. Every girl in the world practically, except a few of us who teach or type-write, and then we’re underpaid and sweated—it’s dreadful to think how we are sweated!” She had lost her generalization, whatever it was. On this side was a razor with which a son had murdered his father; the blade notched, the haft crusted with blood: on that, a bar of iron, bent, and partly broken, with which a husband had beaten out his wife's brains.
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