The great ordeal—that which she had most dreaded—had proved to be no ordeal at all. 1. In the afternoon my brain and fingers leap to their work because you have been with me. Never did I need a rescue so much. It's two hundred pounds. Missy looked like a troll with lipstick on. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. However good you were to me, and however happy I was in other ways, I should find this intolerable.
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