Part 4 But presently, as she sat on the one antimacassared red silk chair and surveyed her hold-all and bag in that tidy, rather vacant, and dehumanized apartment, with its empty wardrobe and desert toilet-table and pictureless walls and stereotyped furnishings, a sudden blankness came upon her as though she didn’t matter, and had been thrust away into this impersonal corner, she and her gear. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary. The reward is mine. She pursued her interest in the Socialist movement and in the Suffragist agitation in the company of Miss Miniver. They sell only their talents, not their bodies; they are not girls of the street. " "You mustn't think of that, Mrs. ” She swept out of the room.
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