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The atmosphere was 46 strained and deathly quiet at the dining room table. Sweet sixteen year old Shari, who never once figured out the morning sleep hangovers she suffered monthly. To him she had always appeared as a mere pleasure-loving parasite—something quite insignificant. "What is it?" "Can't you see? Together, down there; you and I!… As my wife! Both of us, never to be lonely again!… Will you marry me, Ruth?" As many a wiser woman had done, Ruth mistook thrilling eagerness for love. " "No fear of that," rejoined Rowland: "such vermin never dare to show themselves in this privileged district.
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