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E. But at the word “home” she turned again. ‘It was your son who left the place empty then?’ he asked. Notwithstanding her emaciation, her features still retained something of a pleasing expression, and might have been termed beautiful, had it not been for that repulsive freshness of lip denoting the habitual dram-drinker; a freshness in her case rendered the more shocking from the almost livid hue of the rest of her complexion. Why did he imagine she was making this journey to England? She feigned interest. His kisses drew deeper, he started unlacing her dress. She bathed frequently with ash and lye soap stolen from traders. You were pointed out to me at—a few nights ago. But his treasured dream lay shattered at his feet. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. That she was provoked by his interference was obvious.
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