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“Well anyhow—I don’t see the force of your objection, you know. Her mind invoked her husband, who she imagined lying dead in a ditch somewhere, tortured and killed by brigands or perhaps eaten by creatures like herself, a fate he actually deserved. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror.
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