‘Martha was my wet-nurse? But she is unmarried. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. But it was hopelessly hard to put. We’re closer than you think. I have been thinking—I will go to my wife again. Anna, quitting her chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed. She held out her hand frankly.
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