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’ ‘Why did you not claim it yourself?’ asked Gerald. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. Besides, the sun had gone in and it looked like rain. " "Her release would be a mercy," pursued the matron. He will return, and you shall be awaiting his arrival!” When her own underarms and groin turned pink, then blue, then black, she confined herself to bed. His manner was deferential, even eager. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. “We will take it then,” he said, “that you have refused or ignored one request I have made you this morning.
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