He stopped abruptly. What beasts men are! I cannot typewrite, my three stories are still wandering round, two milliners have refused me as a lay figure because business was so bad. I feel a mixture of beast and uncle. And, after all, a fine clear sky of bright colors is the signal to come out of hiding and rejoice and go on with life.
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