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Spurling; Austin had never quitted his post. One woman hit the ground running, Sebastian ran after her. While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. His attitude toward her was purely intellectual, free of any sentimentality, utterly selfish. It was empty.
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