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Then suddenly her spirit rose in revolt. . "My child! my child!" exclaimed Mrs. ‘You do not like it?’ ‘That is hardly the point. ’ ‘Pah! Am I a fool? Have you not this moment past said how he did not?’ Agitation sent her to her feet. Its importance had vanished with her abandonment of compromise. She reminded him sometimes of the one holy and ineffable Madonna, at others of Berode, the great courtezan of her day, who had sent kings away from her doors, and had just announced her intention of ending her life in a convent. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity.
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