“The white unaggressive woman who corrects and nurses and serves, and is worshipped and betrayed—the martyr-queen of men, the white mother. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. "Hoddy, wake up!" She jerked his head to and fro until the hair stung. And all to satisfy a succession of rapacious lightskirts. The doctor nodded to him curtly. Warm life was behind that always, even if it slept. At the same moment a martial flourish, proceeding from cow's horns, tin canisters filled with stones, bladders and cat-gut, with other sprightly, instruments, was struck up, and, enlivened by this harmonious accompaniment, the troop reached its destination in the best possible spirits for an encounter. ” Pause. Luckily, she was bereft of consciousness, and was thus spared the additional misery of witnessing what afterwards befell him. A loud buzz of curiosity circulated among the domestics; some of whom— especially the females—leaned forward to obtain a peep at the culprit. They did not care— servant or master, it meant nothing.
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