“You see, it comes after all,” she continued, “from certain original convictions which have become my religion. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. “But your sister?” he asked. And mind, your life,—more than your life—hangs upon your choice. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. Primarily it was her own problem, and in particular the answer she had to give to Mr. Sebastian had fetched tallow, which she angrily ordered him not to use, as she suspected its origin was not animal but human. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava.
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