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approach the hand. “Don’t you care for Mr. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a
rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. She lay and nibbled at a sprig of
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Section 5. It had been brighter
than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements
above the bookshelves. Spare him!—pity me!"
With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs,
when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy
footsteps entering the house. Ann Veronica had one of her flashes of insight. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen,
malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those
of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs.
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