In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. Then she looked up at Brendon. Now that she was his, to make or mar, she presented an extraordinary fascination. There will be no more children in this house, not ever! And if anyone ever tries bringing children into our house again, I shall kill the lot of them. Doubts began to rise up all about her, plucking at her confidence.
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