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Sometimes her straying mind would become astonishingly active—embroidering bright and decorative things that she could say to Capes; sometimes it passed into a state of passive acquiescence, into a radiant, formless, golden joy. Mind, when we were all growed up, it were different. He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes.
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