“To feel nothing, not the feeblest pulse in the dead mouse from which his urine issued; for three weeks, to believe that she would never again need him and that he would never again want her, and then, on a moment's notice, to become light-headed

“To feel nothing, not the feeblest pulse in the dead mouse from which his urine issued; for three weeks, to believe that she would never again need him and that he would never again want her, and then, on a moment's notice, to become light-headed

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