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It is at the lodge that we stay. As the novel grew Ruth was astonished to see herself enter and dominate it: sometimes as she actually was, with all her dreams reviewed—as if he had caught her talking in her sleep. Nor is Theresa, or even Thérèse. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been.
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