She turned away from the doorway of the silk loom to observe. That he was hot and breathless was of no matter; in that moment he would have faced a dozen Samsons. ‘While you are making me this interrogation, my poor Jacques bleeds to death. I spent my fair share of time in the closet. I just want him, and no one else will do. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them. When I gave him an invitation to supper, I little thought he'd accept it. She traveled through back yards and quiet side streets on her way home, careful to avoid the main thoroughfares, fraught as they were with people in cars who would recognize her person or notice her dress. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead, and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. I saw the motor dashed to pieces against the wall, and I saw him pitched on his head into the road. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. Tell me how you are earning your living here, Anna—typewriting, or painting, or lady’s companion?” “I think,” Anna said, “that the less you know about me the better. In any case, he is liable to discover it at any time. He had barely said, \"Anytime,\" before she shut the door rather rudely in his face.
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