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A familiar ache of wanting made itself more insistent in her belly. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. "I believe I'll tear them up. They took her fingerprints sitting at the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young buck who had brought her in. A knot of three policemen in conflict with her staggered toward Ann Veronica’s attendants and distracted their attention.
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