“That’s enough, Michelle!” Diane snapped in the ugly raised voice of the enforcer. Horrible memories of things seen beneath the microscope of the baser forms of life crawled across her mind and set her shuddering with imagined irritations. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed. He would make her rub her lips with waxes and other ointments, precursors of lipsticks. The clock struck half-past ten. ‘Can you not open it?’ she cried.
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