She turned towards the door, and had taken a pace towards it when it was flung open. Clotilde’s stunning green eyes were reflected in the gazes of the tender young children, but their faces had been hollow and sunken, their hair matted, and their clothing in bad need of repair. In and out of consciousness she sailed, hearing voices from memory that she could not distinguish from reality. She turned back into the hall. He smothered a laugh. She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. “He looks as though he did, at any rate. Take it," he cried, lifting the babe from the bottom of the boat, and flinging it towards its unfortunate father.
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