"As the carcass was dragged off, the glass eyes stared at her with the humble reproach of things that are thrown away, that are being annulled. A few minutes later what remained of Bendicó was flung into a corner of the courtyard visited every day by the dustman. During the flight down front he window his form recomposed itself for an instant; in the air one could have seen dancing a quadruped with long whiskers, and its right foreleg seemed to be raised in imprecation. Then all found peace in a heap of livid dust."
-"The Leopard" by Guisseppe di Lampedusa. Pantheon. pg. 279
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