He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. She slipped into bed and struggled to stay awake until she heard Cathy and Larry 14 stirring. I hated him. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling.
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