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Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. Kimble was clearly a plain-spoken fellow. With thinly veiled glee, Michelle described a rumor she had heard about John at a recent party. “All’s well that ends well,” he said; “and the less one says about things the better. Wood entered the room, followed by Thames. ” “Of course I am. They went into Michelle's tiny bedroom, bare except for a dresser, a closet, and a miniscule single bed that resembled her own at the Becks. Nobody regards Constance or Vee as a delicate trifle.
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