She watched them sleep for what seemed hours from the high window until her body grew colder than the stone sill she perched upon. "I cannot—will not suffer you to remain here. He took her hand and looked into her eyes and spoke, divided against himself, in a voice that was forced and insincere. A nod was exchanged. I struck him across the mouth, and across the eyes. He became angry. Bodies! Bodies! Horrible things! We are souls.
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