She felt a lump rise in her throat, for she had come to love living in America. ’ Pierced to the heart by the poignancy of this utterance, Gerald could neither move nor speak. She gave me an impression of a sort of patched quilt; little bits of patterned stuff coming up again and again. " Quilt, however, seemed unwilling to speak. ‘Yes, ma’am,’ agreed Gerald with a grin. She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands. CHAPTER X.
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