For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. “Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. His room was last at the end of one winding corner.
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