She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. For the past four weeks mirrors had been her delight, a new toy. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. Recovering himself quickly his instinct of self-defence was quicker than his recollection of Anna’s presence. They were bickering, she could tell by the way the mother threw her fat arms into the air and paced restlessly about the tiny clapboard house.
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