Lucy aimed the firearm at Rhea’s chest. Look at these walls. I do want them. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. My husband, he is cruel and wicked, and—and entirely undistinguished. To-night there seemed to be a new brilliancy in her eyes, a deeper quality in her tone. To compare me to a starving pig. . She had turned round sideways, so as to look down into the fire.
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