‘Whereas my need was very great indeed. ‘But do you not see that he will come again? I think it is better if you, both of you, go and leave me here to find—’ She broke off, looking away. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. Something, then, to appease the wrath of God; something to blunt this persistent agony. "But trifle with mo no longer.
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