” His voice rose and fell amidst the music and the singing of Tristan and King Mark, like a voice heard in a badly connected telephone. In a voice husky with suppressed despair, she answered. Mother! do you know what you do? Would you sell yourself to this fiend?" "I would sell myself, body and soul, to save you," rejoined his mother, bursting from his grasp. Let him not bear the weight of my punishment. He had become an extremely handsome man, his hair having darkened and his shoulders having realized their full size. Her tone was hoarse with passion. It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers.
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