Hetty, looking out of the window—she always smoked her after-breakfast cigarette at the window for the benefit of the less advanced section of Morningside Park society—and trying not to raise objections, saw Miss Stanley going down toward the shops. “Yes. What was his problem, she thought to herself. " Nor was this all. ” “Oh, gimme a break, Lucy. ” He was a little bewildered. Anybody in pain had only to call to him. Some of the lunatics were rattling their chains; some shrieking; some singing; some beating with frantic violence against the doors. She forgot Anna’s sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened upon her sister’s shoulders. I would have heard her. I also have eyes, and I have seen the picture.
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