But how long would she last, withering away to a desiccated pile of skin and bone? Round and round she would go. Her complexion was wan and faded, except where it was tinged by a slight hectic flush, that made the want of colour more palpable; her eyes were large and black, but heavy and lustreless; her cheeks sunken; her frame emaciated; her dark hair thickly scattered with gray. He wriggled underneath her heaving body, pinned like an insect. \"Cool.
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