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His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. Then I threw a bucket of dirty water on his face and said, ‘Listen, asshole, let’s get one thing straight. She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. “Non. . ” “I suppose we are,” said Vee, rearranging the flowers in her hand.
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