She could not stir hand or foot. Both of them. “Dear friend,” she said, “do you not think that you are breaking an unspoken compact? I am very sorry. There was a gulf of eight years between her and the youngest of her brace of sisters—an impassable gulf inhabited chaotically by two noisy brothers. She laid her hand upon his arm. She lifted the sheet and gestured for him to join her. Something in her lack of embarrassment irritated him. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. I want my freedom.
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