Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites. “It does nothing but sit there. For all the enervating heat, he applied himself vigorously to his tasks. Before Marthe will become impatient and come out. Its very calmness was frightful. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. “Lucy, have you noticed that I don’t even own a dog?” He spoke into her hair.
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