She was guided into the dock and prompted by a helpful police inspector. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. I will shed no more blood. The turning of the key startled her, but she did not see how she could make an objection. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. It wasn’t long ago that a girl went straight from the farm to her husband, just as soon as her period came and she could make babies. “Another young woman, I suppose,” he said, “who knows better than her Maker about her place in the world. And they could talk, they found; and never once, it seemed, did their meaning and intention hitch. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application.
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