" "Poor soul!" ejaculated her son. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. “But, forgive me, you are tired. The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. His frowning gaze came back to her. Gosse would have killed me, and perhaps in the fight I might kill him. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. He held her eyes.
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