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” “The good God!” Anna murmured, herself shaken with fear. The word "criticism" had no concrete meaning to her then; no more than "compromise. It was time to leave America. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. Until Leonardo. The four tourists contributed varied sums: the spinsters ten cents each, the girl a shilling, the young man a Mexican dollar. She realized that no man had ever placed a mantle of respect upon her as Sebastian did; respect for more than just her pretty face and her now lost ability to bear children. The Hospital St. Michelle had charitably taken to sitting with Lucy during Lunch Period, where she assumed a station at the outer edges of the Cafeteria, the crowd diffusing in concentric orbits, the middle tables reserved for only the most prestigious castes.
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