” She said. I’ve bored you or something. As she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown, sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered hip everyday garb. Her bald head had swollen on her shoulders, puffy with fresh blood that ringed her mouth. “You ought at once—you ought at once to have told her that.
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