“That thing’s going on,” she told herself. “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. But you must come this way now. ‘There is no question of a dispute. Insulting cries became frequent and various, but for the most part she could not understand what was said. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. Your career at the bar had given you a command of language, also a self-control not vouchsafed to us ordinary mortals. Gerald began to ease forward, deciding just how he would accost her. "Now, let's see who'll dare to take him down," she cried.
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