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The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. "What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took up a glass. It was rigged up for the occasion as it has been many a time before. But I shall take care of Ruth, work for her and fight for her. He saw the flames burst from the windows, and perhaps in that maddening spectacle suffered torture equivalent to some of the crimes he had committed. I’ve bored you or something.
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