‘Perhaps she don’t understand English,’ suggested Roding. He would raise her up once again, ply her with silks and jewels again, all of the accoutrements of the new generation: the cars, the toys, the restaurants, and the prestige. And, yet, I don't know. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. He watched her orgasm come to life and he could hold back no longer. At Morningside Park I feel as though all my growing up was presently to stop, as though I was being shut in from the light of life, and, as they say in botany, etiolated. But in that case, why the raging jealousy about Madame having taken her place.
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