She fell into another slumber, one which was more like a blackout. Shakily, she rose with the sword and drove it through Rhea’s heart. The agonized mother could scarcely repress a scream at the spectacle that met her gaze. ‘It is to say goodbye, you understand. I never had even a real doll," she added, as she snuggled the flea-bitten head to her heart. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. Besides, I would tear out my tongue rather than let it speak her mother's infamy. " "From Mr. Manning, I do not think I love you.
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