Glad to get back, I’m sure,” he said briskly. He opened the door for her with a faint disagreeable smile. The dress came to her only too manifestly unwashed from its former wearer; even the under-linen they gave her seemed unclean. I don’t know why that should be so acutely humiliating. She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. She had eaten them, murdered them routinely, and yet he loved her still. I'll see. She had slapped him away with her free hand and the finger was released suddenly, sending her careening to the floor.
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