Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. For thirty years I have lived alone; but once upon a time I lived among men. He had not been successful as the world counted success; the fat bank-account, the filled waiting room of which he had once dreamed, had never materialized except in the smoke of his evening pipe. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably.
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