\" She whirled around by instinct, frightening the boy who she had borrowed the pencil from. On the stranger's appearance, she was seated near the window busily occupied with her needle. “Where would you like to go? Are you hungry?” “No. "Not a syllable!" answered the carpenter, angrily. “Even if he lives here you may go all your life and never come face to face with him again. “I don’t know. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. The other individual, who was a little in advance, was concealed from the stranger's view. Then they would leave and she would go back to being alone. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea.
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