. She was flushed, and her eyes were bright and angry; her breath came sobbing, and her hair was all abroad in wandering strands of black. There was, it might be said, a double illumination. Daily contact with actual human beings all the more inclined her toward the imaginative. She longed to enjoy human food as he did. There stood John and Mr. “Damn”. Maggot. “I am going to fetch some things that will be wanted if he pulls through the next hour. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us.
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