My Turn to Blame the Victim

As much as I tried, though, Sally's attachment to that lunatic from Wellesley was itself a broadening of the mystery to me. And the fortress, too, that had rounded hightower previously, the one that had in fact made for her own heart a stumble-bum, etc., damned if that in it's altered state was as cogent, either. I mean, just take a look at those two-by-fours, the various sets of brass-knuckles, her whole face being used as a punching-bag (once, yes, even being beyond the reach of those at Sassy's) - that, and the fact that she nurses him bare, I'm saying!!!