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He was normal now, and the coat was only a coat. Once they were on the move, Kimble seemed to find strength from somewhere. Unless there was some real metal in the young fool, some hidden strength with which to breast the current, Ruth would become a millstone around his neck and soon he would become to her an object of pity and contempt. Friday was not a big dinner night at the Beck house. I have had my day; and there were women in it.
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