And guess what? I don’t sleep much, if you haven’t noticed. When they were going home she asked her mother why she and Gwen and Alice had cried. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. At a little distance from the party, sat a tall, sinister-looking personage, with harsh inflexible features, a gaunt but muscular frame, and large bony hands. “It was best for me to know. ’ I don’t know what you’d call it —a sort of witchery, almost suggestiveness. That was the inconvenience of it; her head was swimming.
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