In between naps she increasingly found herself gazing at him, his large nose, his eyes circled in silvery plum shadows, his thin lips parted as he slept baring a rim of perfect teeth. ” He said. ’ ‘Poor sort of a mother,’ Martha said with bitterness. Meysey Hill—never your wife.
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