She knew that in her new rôle she was as likely as not to be a rank failure. “Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered. The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. ‘In fact you admitted only that you had no more weapons. I will take you for thirty-five shillings a week. People had started filling the hall: instrumentalists, overly conscientious parents. Nothing could occupy her attention long today, unless it concerned her situation. And it’s no use thinking he’d stop her. ’ ‘He doesn’t sound like a desirable parti.
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