He said simply that he wanted her to live at home. But, this sad affair disposed of, I will not rest till I have avenged my murdered parents. She wanted him, she needed sex, but the two ideas had not formed an equation where a concrete result could be deduced. She—She can snub him. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. Sweatshirts and sweatpants were in for a while but they’re out now. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. We mustn’t make it so.
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