I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. ” They stared at each other through a pause, and both faces were flushed and obstinate. She was not squeamish—although the sight of the sergeant’s ominous preparations had severely tried her fortitude—but Kimble’s white face plagued her conscience. When she arrived at the Palazzo, not a single sentry was aware of her presence. Yet an indiscriminating, wrong-headed world gave such fellows all sorts of distinctions. So you took my womb away, you took my baby! So I could be a monster! Because she was a monster! We are monsters!” He grabbed the top of the cannon away from her face. He found himself thinking up all the psychology which he had ever read. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis.
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