"But you mustn't indulge these gloomy thoughts. She had never been able to discover where her father had hidden his shaving mirror. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. What beasts men are! I cannot typewrite, my three stories are still wandering round, two milliners have refused me as a lay figure because business was so bad. ’ She struck her hands together. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made.
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