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He felt the first sting of the whip. He wanted to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. She found it rather funny that he always wore the shirt fastidiously tucked in and never wore the ensemble without a stiff brown leather belt. There was no marriage, and I hated, oh, how I hated the man.
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