Her depression since the “accident” had possessed her, she no longer cared how she looked as her beauty helped her not. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. It was astonishing how seldom it was that his instincts betrayed him. The action steadied him; and there was a phase of irony, too, that helped. He struck out from the shoulder, and the man measured his length upon the pavement. ” He shook his head. “You were there, were you?” He laughed a little impatiently. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis. How could she tell him what indeed already began to puzzle herself, why she had borrowed that money at all? The plain fact was that she had grabbed a bait. The same overly curly pubic hair, which she now saw was trying to protrude from the sides of her bikini underwear. It is a matter of degree.
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