Afterward he stole out of the room with the bloodstained sheet to boast her virginity to his brothers and father, which only truly mattered because she was beautiful, her mother had said. The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. Running his hand hastily over it, he was startled to find it one complicated mass of bolts and bars. Why shouldn’t we be martyrs? There’s nothing else for most of us, anyhow. " The little girl's countenance fell. She had worn a long skirt that morning, and a roomier sweater that was slightly easier to handle than Shari’s low cut numbers. I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm not used to compassion, and know not how to take it.
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