“I said you were”—he shouted—“NOT TO GO!” She made, and overdid, an immense effort to be a princess. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror. Ruth flashed in and out of the sunshine; and he took note of the radiant nimbus above her head each time the sunshine touched her hair. He went to the door. She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. The thought allured him, and therein lay the danger. She wormed her way past Sebastian, glanced at her mother’s blackened face, her obscenely naked body bulging with yellow and black buboes under the arms and in the groin that oozed stinking fluid. “Alone, dear?” “Yes, aunt.
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