For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. She turned into the study, sat down at the table and fingered the pencils, curiously stirred. E. She paused for a moment.
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