It surprises you. It hit her just above the knee. The world isn't real yet; she hasn't comparisons by which to govern her acts. She was always the last person to exit after the crowds had stampeded, trailing slowly behind them like dust. En tout cas, why had he not returned? She pondered the question as, later, she paced about her favourite retreat. "Oh, Heavens!" cried Mrs. Lord, I am sixty.
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