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That wasn’t even the worst thing. She heard the rats scattering across the stone as dirt fell into the crypt. The doctor laughed. Imitating the example of Mr. “Dear husband,” she murmured. “You too sing?” he asked. That person advanced towards him. The man was my husband. “On or about the day you receive this letter, Anna, the six months will be up. He seized a tray, squatted on the floor, and imitated the tom-tom.
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