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“It may be her salvation. She was perfectly aware that the boy had gotten some sort of bug in his craw over her despite her sloppy, strange appearance. By that time it seemed to them they had lived together twenty years. Ruth went on to explain. The present divinity of the cellar was a comely middle-aged dame, almost as stout, and quite as shrill-voiced, as the Billingsgate fish-wives above-mentioned, Mrs. Wild of the circumstance. ‘I would read your body,’ he whispered, and lifted her fingers to his lips.
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