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I was afraid of being talked about. “A woman wants a proper alliance with a man, a man who is better stuff than herself. Poor fellow! he sometimes indulges the hope of marrying you, when he grows old enough. I’ll come and see you again later on. "I had to give in to him. You’ll end there one day, mark my words. But the mere recognition of his son’s signature was enough to stoke the fires of his long-held rage. The winters were bitter here, they could have just as easily been frozen off. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. “Delusion!” “You can call it what you like,” she said. She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands.
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