But there was, it insisted, no mobility in his face, no movement, nothing about him that warmed. He forgot for the moment his own self-pity, the egotism of his own passionate love. . . when I was five. 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.
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