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of a window. she said not a word. that was one of the new somethings-- the fear, tying her as with iron. suddenly she felt his hands upon her. he had followed her to the window. the children were whimpering now. such bits of tots. and she, their mother, could not protect them. she looked at her shoulders
, still gripped in the claim of his hands. she tried, but could not resist the idea that a red ooze was seeping, spreading darkly, thickly, slowly, over her white shoulders, her own shoulders, and over all of earth and mars. he whispered something to her, did the fine prince, something about love and...
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