There were dark rims under her eyes, soft now with unshed tears. "And so I want the boy out of the way," he concluded. It's a pity you wouldn't give me the prescription instead of the medicine, so I could have it filled nearer home. And she did not merely affect to be driven—she felt driven. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her.
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