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"He said, by way of comfort, I suppose, after the fright he gave me at first, that the child would find a friend within twenty-four hours, who would stand by him through life. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair. She visualized him as in a policeman’s uniform and quite impassive. “And now,” she said, splintering the surviving piece of coal into indignant flame-spurting fragments with one dexterous blow, “what am I to do? “I’m in a hole!—mess is a better word, expresses it better. “But, dear, think! He is your father.
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