He seldom spoke, and drank with a persistence that was sinister. "Don't scourge me," she cried, trying to hide herself in the farthest corner of the cell. It wasn’t long ago that a girl went straight from the farm to her husband, just as soon as her period came and she could make babies. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping.
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