At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. “No,” she said at last; “I’m a human being—not a timid female. ‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. When the lad is fit to be moved, we’ll bring him home. "You should be glad to be made an honest woman. " The prison bars of circumstance, they no longer encompassed her. 32 The curtains and tapestries had appeared over the windows before Marina had died, growing moldy from the dampness and the oils of lavender, clove, and clary sage soaking them.
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