“What is this all about?” asked Sai, but her mouth couldn’t address her ear in the tumult; her heart lying in pieces, didn’t seem able to address her mind; her mind couldn’t talk to her heart. “Shame on myself...” she said.... Who was she ... she with her self-importance, her demand for happiness, yelling it at fate, at the deaf heavens, screaming for her joy to be brought forth ... ? How dare.... How dare you not... ? Why shouldn’t I have ...?... How dare.... I deserve.... Her small greedy soul.... Her tantrums and fits.... Her mean tears.... Her crying, enough for all the sadness in the
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