“I ought never have gone to the Zoo, I suppose. I want to hammer myself against all this that pens women in. ” Her reverie broke, and she found herself still in front of the looking glass, a barrette hanging loosely from her hair. Her mouth dry, she made her feet walk on, not daring to utter a word. ‘Laisse-moi!’ Impatience swamped him. Her features were meagre, and ghastly white, and had the fixed and horrible stamp of insanity. He did his best not to grin.
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