D. Indignation carried her through that night, that men and the world could so entreat her. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. “Don’t be childish, Annabel. Gerald saw her eyes change as she recognised him. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. . When I was younger, I was very sick with a deadly flu. I know who hits hardest.
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