At the thought of the major, her tears redoubled and she was obliged to rip off a piece from the remnants of her already maltreated underpetticoats with which to blow her nose and soak the damp from her cheeks. For this three weeks had been the hardest of her life. But after a time I learned the ways of the parrakeets, and they would come down to me like doves in the stories. Indeed, she did not want to think of him as loving her. She could not say who, not yet. It seemed an emblem of the ruin he had caused. After quarter of an hour, she followed.
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