Now he lay there, a doubled-up mass, with ugly distorted features, and a dark wet stain dripping slowly on to the carpet. Capes?” she heard her aunt saying. ’ Mrs Chalkney lifted her brows. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. It was Sebastian’s fault for slapping her face and letting the baby out.
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