“You little wretch!” she exclaimed weakly. My dear! we’ve had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things we’d said—like a rosary of beads. She cried for hours but would not scream as her mother was packed into a marble coffin. He comforted himself, however, with the certainty which he felt of capturing his prey on the Sunday. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish.
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