” Ennison laughed softly. The young male, as she had actually seen him, had been of the sailor type, hard-bitten, primordial, ruthless. Marvel, who, as he had helped to deprive her of her former husbands, thought himself in duty bound to offer to supply their place. "You can render no further service to your poor mother. She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. He turned, expecting to see his wife. By and by he ventured to peer into this window. Five hours later she tiptoed down the hall and paused at the threshold of what they now called his study.
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