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I’m convinced that much of Russell’s investigations are on wrong lines, unsound lines. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. It’s a damned hard thing to do. Opening her large black eyes, she fixed them upon him for a moment with a mixture of terror and loathing, and then averted her gaze. Can’t face a scandal. " "I will. You have been to see your sister, of course. Creeping along quickly on his hands and knees, he found the entrance to a covered drain, into which he crept. She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. But ere the words could find utterance, her maternal tenderness overcame her indignation; and, sinking upon her knees, she extended her arms over her child.
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