The echoes of his hard, unpleasant laugh reached Anna on her way upstairs. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. Now he courted with “servants” which he often killed afterward. There’s that old gentleman at the end of the table—Bullding his name is. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. She snapped out of her blissful state and looked at him squarely in the eyes. She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. After all, this could never be the black sheep. - You provide, in accordance with paragraph 1.
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