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She wet some absorbent cotton with alcohol and refreshed his face and neck. The entrance of the house 85 was grand, and upon entering she was immediately greeted by John’s mother, a tall, thin woman quite a few years older than Cathy Beck. He thrust out a rhetorical hand. He never seemed to take full advantage while they were in his mammoth automobile.
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