She saw her mother, her pale face, a woman in a white robe, calling to her from a sun drenched balcony. Bought the freedom of a sing-song girl; and all the while you knew you'd have to tote the girl back. She had made a bed for herself out of wood and furs. "Do they treat you ill?" asked her son.
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