" "Robbed him!" screamed the widow. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. They’re just a joyous softening of the outline—more beautiful than perfection. She walked over to them still carrying the trousers in her hands, and stooped to examine them. Raymond Plote would only be missed by his mother.
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