I might be weary or stupid; I might be nauseous with drink; I might be sore, at the hips, with the ache of my monthlies, but the opening of this box, as I have said, never ceased to stir me – I was like a dog twitching and slavering to hear his mistress call out Bone!
-Sarah Waters
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