From her stomacher, to which it was attached by a multitude of glittering steel chains, depended an immense turnip-shaped watch, in a pinchbeck case. “The fact is—I don’t know why—this takes me by surprise. She paused for a moment. He glanced at his watch. She crawled over and caught at the skirts of this white woman who understood. ‘Couldn’t even trouble to make a pretence of motherhood. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. “You underestimate your own sickness, and the ill humors that struck you may strike again.
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