” “Is that bad?” A shade of concern deepened on Shari’s face. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. But the love of life prevailed over his fears. Built and paved with stone, without beds, or any other sort of protection from the cold, this dreadful hole, accounted the most dark and dismal in the prison, was made the receptacle of such miserable wretches as could not pay the customary fees. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. See how he gets on, father," he added, appealing to Wood: "the box seems to grow under his hands.
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