That would be myself, or if she lived, Mary’s daughter. She wanted to think of him as her beloved person, to be near him and watch him, to have him going about, doing this and that, saying this and that, unconscious of her, while she too remained unconscious of herself. It was just as easy to pretend she was watching one when she was actually watching the other. Furiously, she dashed his hands away.
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