Perhaps a fifth part of her mind was thus occupied, and the remaining
parts leapt over the little barrier of day which interposed between
Monday morning and this rather subdued moment, and played with the
things one does voluntarily and normally in the daylight. But although
she was silent, she was evidently mistress of a situation which was
familiar enough to her, and inclined to let it take its way for the six
hundredth time, perhaps, without bringing into play any of her
unoccupied faculties. A single glance was enough to show that....
Help! I Nursed My Girlfriend Back to Health. Now I Want to Leave Her.
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