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“If you attempted such a thing it would be in order that I should smack you hard with the palm of my hand upon the cheek. She ran 60 past it with melancholic dread towards the slope that led to the ocean. His eyes caught at hers with passionate inquiries. There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. I would have married her long ago, but she will not have me. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns.
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