Panting with effort, she held her point menacingly at Gosse’s chest. Every eye was fixed upon the prisoner. It was the moment for smiles. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words.
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