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The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. ” “And what do you think I ought to do?” “Exactly!” He lifted a paper-weight and dabbed it gently down again. And with his clenched hand he struck him a violent blow in the face. ” She sniffled.
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