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“Yes. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. “I am sick of it. I saw the motor dashed to pieces against the wall, and I saw him pitched on his head into the road. " He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers. “I wonder if there is!” said Capes, and paused, and then bent down over the boy who wore his hair like Russell.
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