She came into the room. She did not see the metal pole swing toward the back of her skull, nor did she feel her own blood spoiling her light hair after the dull crack of metal broke her flesh. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. But I'll not believe it of you. She could not speak. ‘Always he is busy about my affairs.
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