“Feel better. I am not a madman, or a pauper, or even an unreasonable
person. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief,
she was tranquil. It was a long
walk she had to undertake, even if she had endured no previous fatigue, but
feeble as she was, it was almost more than she could accomplish. ”
Shari immediately commenced a strip search of her
own closet, tossing on the bed a pair of tight jeans and an
even tighter sweater. He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the
platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the
gleam. The ink, contained in
a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as
it touched the paper. Dinner was served at 5:30. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by
various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape
with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of
widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a
linsey-woolsey shawl. A remittance man. He must be gone to dispose of the body. ”
Her mind drifted into a speculation about her sister.
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