Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. . " Thames complied. He stooped to recover it, and his face was hidden. But there was nothing in her bearing that a passer-by would have noted, to tell of the excitement that possessed her. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky. Spit of your mother.
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