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“Very likely,” he answered. ” Tears flowed down her face. Her eyes were lit with a gleam of humour. You are all that I am or hope to be—the celestial atom God put into me at the beginning. She could hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat.
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