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The devil is on top, not below. Outside the door stood one of the soldiers. . She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. A familiar ache of wanting made itself more insistent in her belly. Very slowly emerging out of a phase of stupefaction, these personal affairs and her personal problem resumed possession of her mind. But her husband, whose deportment to her was considerably changed since the fatal knot had been tied, paid no attention whatever to her grief. "I used to cry myself to sleep, Hoddy, I was so forlorn and lonely. "It seems like six long months to me.
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