It was warm, shielding, comforting, and what was more, full of understanding. She produced a handkerchief, and with one sweep of this and a simultaneous gulp had abolished her fit of weeping. I want to talk to you, and I must return tomorrow. A woman’s shoe lay on the threadbare carpeting. Niente. But beyond "amicable agreement in which mutual concessions are made," the word "compromise" was as blank as the Canton wall at night.
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