Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. ’ ‘Prudence,’ repeated Gerald unguardedly. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. Even if he were an old friend, you couldn't afford to do it. Nothing but the constraint of social usage now linked him to her. It was not human and yet very human, a high pitched wail of hunger that rattled her skull.
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