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‘What, and miss getting myself murdered?’ ‘She said she wouldn’t murder you. The door leaned inward. I can be a gentleman. Supposing he too wanted love and his arms were as empty as hers? Some living thing that depended upon her. There was only one idea in his head now—to batter and bruise and crush this weakling, then cast him at the feet of his love-lorn wife. She drew her naked arms around herself.
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