But there was something else; and in his befogged mental state the comparison eluded him. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. The wine was sweetened with cinnamon and cloves and rare edible flowers, which her father had instructed her not to drink excessively of. Brown. Wood. She threw hat and coat on the bed and sat down before the fire. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father.
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