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E. ‘Sapristi,’ he gasped. ‘Well, this maid,’ went on Kimble eagerly, ‘and me, we gets to talking, see, and that’s how I knew he were off to this party. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. For what indeed does she do? A simple song, no gesture, no acting, nothing. His large, coarse lips drew wider apart.
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