"We must change the subject," remarked Thornhill, pausing in his task; "this will never do. A creature of convenience, she could have cared less if her children were carried away by drunkards on the street. . She sat on the edge of her bed and looked about her, at her room, at the row of black-covered books and the pig’s skull. She glanced at him and made a dismissive gesture. Men had tried to kiss her— unshaven derelicts, some of them terrible—but she had always managed to escape.
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