Clotilde flew into a rage,
crying,
“How dare you lay claim to my children! I am their
mother! This is a Godless house!” She accused. She proceeded
to lift the front end of the car five feet from the ground
with one hand. Then he went back to his rooms
and lit a cigar. "I shall breathe more freely
dere. “Good God!” he exclaimed. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen,
malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those
of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. The
lamp was spreading soot over everything and the reek of kerosene was stronger
than usual. She forgot Anna’s
sacrifices, forgot her own callousness, forgot the burden which she had fastened
upon her sister’s shoulders.
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