” She lingered over her tea, and glancing around, a sudden reflection on the change in her surroundings from the scene of her last night’s supper brought a faint, humorous smile to her lips. The baby crawled towards them, seeking their blood. He was caked with dried muck. If, when he returned, he blew out the light, she would go to bed; but if the light burned on for any length of time, she would go silently to the study curtain to learn if his agony was still upon him. What he wanted desperately was to be alone. You’ll have to go back to Remenham House. "Get up, mother," cried Jack; "do not kneel to him. Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support.
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