She leaned back as he climbed on top of her and kissed her mouth again. But still you have told me of my real mother when I thought it was Suzanne Valade. The spirit I drink may be poison,—it may kill me,—perhaps it is killing me:—but so would hunger, cold, misery,—so would my own thoughts. You’re such a strange girl. But it is all very different.
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