“Uh, can you get me a soda or something?” She said, shielding her exposed teeth with her hand. He watched her constantly, trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her like a human cage. He was a man who in all things classified without nuance, and for him there were in the matter of age just two feminine classes and no more—girls and women. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. Miss Charvill. He helped himself to a beer, then a vodka and tonic, then two rum and Cokes. The change has given man one good thing he never had before,” he said.
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