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Each time a daughter had been born to him he had concealed his chagrin with great tenderness and effusion from his wife, and had sworn unwontedly and with passionate sincerity in the bathroom. All the rest is humbug and delicacy. When she was done she checked the patio door and carried his body into the garage, burying his remains next to the ten year old girl he had raped and killed last autumn, whose bones were starting to show in small areas where the maggots had feasted. What gave the puzzling twist to an ordinary situation was her manner: she was guileless. All his interest in Ruth, all his care and solicitude, could now be translated into a single word—love. "This is very fine of you, Miss…. It creaked slightly. “Anna!” she repeated. “An uncle in New York is dead, and has left him loads of money.
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