CHAPTER 8
PART XXI
CHAPTER VIII
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She lay beside her mother in the strange spare room.
She had got into bed straight from her undressing. On the other side of the mattress she had seen her mother's kneeling body like a dwarfed thing trailed there from the floor, and her hands propped up on the edge of the eiderdown, ivory-white against the red and yellow pattern, and her darling bird's head bowed to her fingertips.