" Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real
enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of
his aunt in the doorway. "Aliva, your child perished with its father. She was young and
bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long,
straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her
shoulders. ’
‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. “I don’t see why I should take it secondhand. She feared he might take her tears as a sign of
weakness. Rowland," she added, in an altered tone, "I am certain I shall not
live many days. Here, Jem,
take the gentleman's horse to the stable—see him dressed and fed directly.
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