She was a lovely girl, attired in deep mourning, and having an expression of profound sorrow on her charming features. Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. \"My parents.
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