She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. In some incomprehensible way that back view made her feel sorry for Alice. I don’t care WHAT happens.
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