At last she glanced at a little clock in the corner of the room, and sprang to her feet. She brought her hands up to her head and ripped out two long chunks of her hair, pulling out shreds of scalp. It wailed at Lucy, chubby arms reaching towards her, pleading. It was debauching, this—a devilish art which drew such strange allurements from a face and figure almost Madonna-like in their simplicity. It engulfed them in black, white, and gray. Not even, it seemed, this interfering monsieur le major.
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