"I am happy—quite happy now. She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands. ‘Then it is that you will have pity? Here we have come, we poor, for aid. Some day I'm going to paint her; but that will be when I've retired. She caught at the idea. I spent my fair share of time in the closet. . " "Look at it, then," said Wild, giving him the portfolio.
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