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His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. Maggot had been brought to a termination. Her aunt went off at a tangent. Grace, confidence, the power of movement even, seemed gone from her. It was her foster brother Mike, on his way to the bathroom. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person. “Well, you have thought it over?” he said, sitting down beside her.
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