She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands. “We have no airs and graces here, and my hat hangs from a peg in the passage. ‘No, I do not go back. " Nor was this all. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. “Why should one pretend? “Think of all the beauty in the world that is covered up and overlaid.
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