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Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. I have suffered him to be brought up decently—honestly; because I would make his fall the greater, and deepen the wound I meant to inflict upon his mother. ’ He held his hands out of the way, surrendering his chest for her assault. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face.
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