His wife's portrait had been removed from the walls, and the place it had occupied was only to be known by the cord by which it had been suspended. What do you know about her, Fred? I am interested. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. We come out into the world, some of us—” She paused. I packed so hurriedly that it will take me a long time to find my things. “No man can realize,” she said, “what that pit can be.
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