In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. Wood, furiously. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. He thought of his severe attitude towards the girl who was rightly and with contempt refusing his measured help. ‘I do not understand you. His bodily suffering, however, was nothing compared with his mental anguish. You have never known what it is to want food, raiment, shelter. The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. You deal with her.
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