“I do love you. A remittance man. She made me over. But how long would she last, withering away to a desiccated pile of skin and bone? Round and round she would go. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips. “Did you see who that was?” he asked in a low tone.
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