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My aunt's appearance did not invite one to open one's mouth and devour these sweets: the course of years, her loss of teeth, her eyes dimmed to an unusual degree, the sprouting of a mustache or bristles on her sunken in mouth, which was three inches wide, dull gray locks fluttering above her sallow temples, a neck flaccid and livid as the crest of the turkey when in a good temper. MY AUNT'S APPEARANCE DID NOT INVITE ONE TO OPEN ONE'S MOUTH AND DEVOUR THESE SWEETS THE COURSE OF YEARS HER LOSS OF TEETH HER EYES DIMMED TO AN UNUSUAL DEGREE THE SPROUTCHING OF A MOUSTACHE OR BRISTOLS ON HER SUNKEN MOUTH WHICH WERE THREE INCHES WIDE DULL GRAY LOCKS FLUTTERING ABOVE HER SALLOW TEMPLES A NECK FLAXID AND LIVID IN THE CREST OF THE TURKEY WHEN IN A GOOD TEMPER
 a wall of glass.--I seized it, breathed upon it, and it seemed to me that the warmth of the mysterious deity communicated itself to my lips and circulated through my veins. At this moment I heard footsteps in the corridor. It was my aunt returning from her prayers. I heard her asthmatic cough, and the dragging of her gouty feet. I had only just time to put the miniature into the drawer, shut it, and approach the window, adopting an innocent and indifferent attitude. My aunt entered noisily, for the cold of the church had exasperated her catarrh, now chronic. Upon seeing me, her wrinkled eyes brightened, and giving me a friendly tap with her withered hand, she asked me if I had been turning over her drawers as usual. Then, with a chuckle: "Wait a bit, wait a bit," she added, "I have something for you, something you will like." And she pulled out of her vast pocket a paper bag, and out of the bag three or four gum lozenges, sticking together in a cake, which gave me a feeling of nausea.  FROM WHOM I WAS ONLY SEPARATED BY A BALL OF GLASS I SEIZED IT BREATHED UPON IT AND IT SEEMED TO ME THAT THE WARMTH OF THE MYSTERIOUS DUTY COMMUNICATED ITSELF TO MY LIPS AND CIRCULATED THROUGH MY VEINS AT THIS MOMENT I HEARD FOOTSTEPS IN THE CORRIDOR IT WAS MY AUNT RETURNING FROM HER PRAYERS I HEARD HER ESTHMATIC COUGH AND THE DRAGGING OF HER GERTY FEET I HAD ONLY JUST TIME TO PUT THE MINIATURE INTO THE DRAWER SHUT IT AND APPROACHED THE WINDOW ADOPTING AN INNOCENT AND INDIFFERENT ATTITUDE MY AUNT ENTERED NOISILY FOR THE COAL OF THE CHURCH HAD EXASPERATED HER GUITAR NOW CHRONIC UPON SEEING ME HER WRINKLED EYES BRIGHTENED AND GIVING ME A FRIENDLY TAP WITH HER WITHERED HAND SHE ASKED ME IF I HAD BEEN TURNING OVER HER DRAWERS AS USUAL THEN WITH A CHUCKLE WAIT A BIT WAIT A BIT SHE ADDED I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU SOMETHING YOU WILL LIKE AND SHE PULLED OUT OF HER VAST POCKET A PAPER BAG AND OUT OF THE BAG THREE OR FOUR GUM LOSINGES STICKING TOGETHER IN A CAKE WHICH GAVE ME A FEELING OF NEW ZEA
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