She hung about his chair, followed him to the door, touched his sleeve timidly, all the while striving to pronounce the words which refused to rise to her tongue. ‘She’s still bleeding. She had to wear cream and a brown sash and a short frock and her hair down, and Gwen cream and a brown sash and a long skirt and her hair up. “You must remember,” she said, “that you yourself are responsible for your altered looks. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. She made a few protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations, but he did not heed them or care for them. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet.
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