She looked upon it with pity as she drank his diabetic blood and saw that several of his fingers were missing. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. You ought to have had better advice two years ago. Everywhere there are limitations. "Maybe he realized that he was slipping fast and thought a fine action might give him a hand-hold on life again. ” They went on for a time without another word. Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls.
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