He reached for her chin and lifted it up. “How is that carmine working?” he asked, with a forced interest. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word. For a time she looked at no more apartments, and walked through gaunt and ill-cleaned streets, through the sordid under side of life, perplexed and troubled, ashamed of her previous obtuseness. The owner of this dress had a broad weather-beaten face, small twinkling eyes, and a bushy, grizzled beard. She cut a deep gash into her own arm with a steel screw, loosing drops of her own blood onto the floorboards.
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