As the body was borne to the house in the arms of the farming-men, Mr. ‘I think you’ve gone stark, staring crazy. “The man alone could supply any, and if he recovers sufficiently to say anything, what he would say would exonerate you. Her lips parted, but no words came. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her grandmother. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. She would be surrendering to all her impulses—particularly the good impulses—many of which society had condemned long since because they entailed too much trouble.
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