She rolled to one side. "Close the doors below! Loose the dogs! Curses! they don't hear me! I'll ring the alarm-bell. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. For her it was sufficient to know that somebody wanted her, that never again would she be alone, that always this boy with the dreams would be depending upon her. In the '80s such a dress would have indicated considerable financial means; under the sun-helmet it was an anachronism; and yet it served only to add a quainter charm to the girl's beauty.
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