“A minute previously she was violent; now, supported on one arm, and not noticing my refusal to obey her, she seemed to find childish diversion in pulling the feathers from the rents she had just made, and ranging them on the sheet according to their different species: her mind had strayed to other associations. "That's a turkey's,' she murmured to herself; 'and this is a wildduck's; and this is a pigeon's.”
— Jul 24, 2026 04:42AM
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