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Mother

CHAPTER VIII
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From all sides people came running, waving their hands; they fell into arguments, and excited one another with burning, stinging words.

The irritation that had found no vent, that had always lain dormant in tired breasts, had awakened, demanded an outlet, and burst from their mouths in a volley of words.

It soared into the air like a great bird spreading its motley wings ever wider and wider, clutching people and dragging them after it, and striking them against one another.

It lived anew, transformed into flaming wrath.

A cloud of dust and soot hung over the crowd; their faces were all afire, and black drops of sweat trickled down their cheeks.


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