In The Night of the Hunter (Davis Grubb), Willa ignores the voice of her intuition: "She did not know herself whose voice this was, deep in the vast river murmurs of her mind, that kept telling her not to do this thing... 1 of 2 đź“š
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...Something—the figure of a man—wandered in and out among the trees of her consciousness, through the white, blurring fog upon her mind's shores. Now it was the shape of a lover and now something else—something frightful beyond telling—something with the body of a child in its arms." 2 of 2 📚
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