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Did he track her? She was unaware if he did. Cathy stood in the bedroom hallway in her faded blue bathrobe. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. On this side of the canal she has no place to go. She wanted his attention, but so did everyone else. She studied her form in the full length mirror, assessed 69 her body as one would that of a prize calf, trying to see it through his eyes, through the eyes of desire. “But—your people!” she gasped. Poor Ben was not so fortunate. “Nice sleeve,” she said, and came to his hand and kissed it. ‘You’re the most troublesome wretch I’ve ever encountered,’ he told her bitterly. " "Mr. " Thames turned away at the question, which he felt might be construed into a reproach. I think that I have become a drug drinker.
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