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She had money of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about that. Gerald? But could he be here so quickly? She hastily dabbed at her eyes, thankful for the darkness that she saw had come on outside unnoticed, dimming the room. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and Mark slumped backwards, unconscious. Except for the dull eyes and the extreme pallor of his face, there was nothing else to indicate that he was deep in liquor.
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