That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. Dolls. Nothing seemed to be amiss. “We will take it then,” he said, “that you have refused or ignored one request I have made you this morning. I was always told my mother died the day I was born. Tell Bess to slip out, and I'll put on her cloak and hood. Then she reverted to the trousers.
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