She was unusually pale, and her eyes were brilliant. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. She released her clutch on it as, dizzy with exhaustion, she leaned against the back of the pew and closed her eyes, her fingers grasping out automatically for support. In her usual style, she interviewed him for his life and was pleased that he liked nothing more than to talk about himself.
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