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‘Here she is. Niece and aunt regarded each other for a moment over their pockethandkerchiefs with watery but antagonistic eyes, each far too profoundly moved to see the absurdity of the position. Rhea spun round and sank her teeth into Lucy’s arm. Wood. To—to find myself. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. He was continually dramatizing the future, anticipating the singular role he had elected to play. Running to Gosse, she seized the portrait from his hand and lashed out, taking him off guard, so that he staggered back and fell against the card table. So good an opportunity may never occur again.
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