\" He said, as he threw his trash into the can on the way out. ” “What ball?” The question was rhetorical. And that would spoil it. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. She stared. I should lose every scrap of independence—even my self-respect.
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