Gosse was backing towards the table. She said you HAD some money. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent. Perhaps that other boy who visited you backstage at the concert. Thankfully, he seemed pleased the moment he saw her face, which her mother had made her wash for weeks with the pulp of apples, orange water, and 21 extract of borage among other things. There it was—to be borrowed. I beg that you will consider me your friend. I love him as a brother.
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