And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love. Not that there had ever been any hope of that. Her knees shook, her breath came fast, she almost felt the lurid effect of those tiny patches of rouge upon her pallor-stricken cheeks. It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. The only difficulties that presented themselves clearly to her were the difficulties of getting away from Morningside Park, and not the difficulties at the other end of the journey.
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