Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. She placed the freezer back on top of Ray Plote's old hiding place, now his permanent resting place. ’ Turning, she climbed over the low haha wall. He cupped her small hands in the bowl of his large ones and reassured her in the kindest manner, saying, “You will have the finest life that Florence has to offer. Darting quickly to the chest that contained the priest’s vestments, she leapt onto it and reached her arm down to scrabble behind it on the floor. “And yet I wonder whether the world ever held such another enigma in her sex. He stood a little anxious and fussy, bothered by the responsibility of her, entirely careless of what her life was or was likely to be, ignoring her thoughts and feelings, ignorant of every fact of importance in her life, explaining everything he could not understand in her as nonsense and perversity, concerned only with a terror of bothers and undesirable situations.
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