She was trying to adjust the wimple, dragging at it and fighting with her loosened hair. Get the pole out of your ass. ” She slipped it on her finger, and added, in a voice she tried to make matter-of-fact: “It was given to me last week. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. “Never mind. ’ Leaning down, she raised the hem of the petticoat of her habit to reveal a neat little pair of boots on her feet. ’ She shook her head. The study seemed absolutely unaltered, there was still the same lamp with a little chip out of the shade, still the same gas fire, still the same bundle of blue and white papers, it seemed, with the same pink tape about them, at the elbow of the arm-chair, still the same father.
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