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“I cannot say it now,” she whispered in agony.
Helge touched her hair lightly, and left.
Jenny remained on the sofa crying long and bitterly — her
mind a perfect blank. Tired with crying, and worn out after
all these months of petty, racking humiliation and quarrels,
she felt her heart empty and cold. Helge was probably right.
After a while she began to feel hungry, and, looking at her
watch, saw it was six. She had been sitting like this for four
hours. When she rose to put on her coat she noticed that she
had had it on all the time.
By the door she perceived a small pool of water running on
to some of her pictures standing against the wall. She went for
a duster to wipe it up, and, realizing suddenly that the pool
was left from Helge’s umbrella, she leaned her forehead against
the door and cried again.
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