It probably had its own repulsive oubliette in the bottom, where tiny princesses could fall and break their necks. Funny codgers, aren't they?" he said. And when she went to sleep, then always Capes became the novel and wonderful guest of her dreams. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. And imprinting a kiss upon his mother's cold lips, he left the room.
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