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His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. “The white unaggressive woman who corrects and nurses and serves, and is worshipped and betrayed—the martyr-queen of men, the white mother. Thus, in a few minutes, had this happy family been plunged into the depths of misery. With the broken links of the chain, which served him in lieu of more efficient implements, he commenced operations just above the chimney-piece, and soon contrived to pick a hole in the plaster. “That sounds quite absurd,” she answered.
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