It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. " "I'm not afraid, mother," said the little girl, smelling at the bouquet. She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. Expiation.
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