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But at the word “home” she turned again. “Did your foster dads ever try to molest you?” “Of course they did, John. You get the idea. “I wish I didn’t swear. Remember that. That is very bad indeed. Anna sent her away. I want him immediately, so you can send Frith with my phaeton if you like. Simply because they are hardened by—by bestiality, and poisoned by the juices of meat slain in anger and fermented drinks—fancy! drinks that have been swarmed in by thousands and thousands of horrible little bacteria!” “It’s yeast,” said Ann Veronica—“a vegetable. For a long time there had been a standing offer from the company at Copeley's to take over the McClintock plantation; and today he had decided to sell. “Why not? Isn’t the whole thing a lie? Isn’t her reputation, this husband of hers, the ‘Alcide’ business, isn’t it all a cursed juggle? She hasn’t the right to do it. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. ‘You make me talk, you make me talk. You hear what I say, Quilt?" he added, looking at Jack.
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