” “Not yet. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. “I did everything I could to save your baby, Lucia, I have the medical knowledge to cure almost anything, but the Pestilence struck you too fast. His hot juices coursed into her in quick bursts. The immense disillusionment that awaited him! The devastating disillusionment! She had a vague desire to run after him, to state her case to him, to wring some understanding from him of what life was to her. It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied.
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