She could even think of what had happened. His next occupation was to take out his pistols, examine the priming, and rub the flints. " She paused. "Begone, wretch!" cried the mother, stung beyond endurance by his taunts; "or I will drive you hence with my curses. Something unpardonable is laid to my charge. Watching her strip had been delicious for him, and a part of him enjoyed her self-consciousness acutely.
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