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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. ‘It is the life I know. ‘Very useful, of course. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. But come, sir. I can assure you, I wouldn’t be single again for worlds. To even presume a lustful thought about her was to ask for one’s own death. It had been Ann Veronica’s lot as the youngest child to live in a home that became less animated and various as she grew up.
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