She didn’t like the shops, she didn’t like the other women’s faces; she thought the smirking men in frock-coats who dominated these establishments the most intolerable persons she had ever had to face. In one hand she carried a long-stalked red rose, dripping with dew, in the other the post-bag. He had barely said, \"Anytime,\" before she shut the door rather rudely in his face. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. He came over to me. She sat very still, and his eyes rested on that ornament for a moment, and then travelled slowly to her wrist and the soft lines of her forearm.
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