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“Like these, got out of hand: fermenting. Working away, tearing away. And that old grey rat tearing to get in.”

“Almost human the way it sllt to call attention.”

“His eyes bethought themselves once more. Witless shellfish swam in the gross lenses to and fro, seeking outlet.”

“Softly she gave me in my mouth the seedcake warm and chewed. Mawkish pulp her mouth had mumbled sweetsour of her spittle.”

favorite lines so far:

“...heard warm running sunlight and in the air behind him friendly words.”

“She had loved his weak watery blood drained from her own.”

“From the cellar grating floated up the flabby gush of porter. Through the open doorway the bar squirted out whiffs of ginger, teadust, biscuitmush.”

“...in the mummery of their letters, wearing quaint caps of squares and cubes.”