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But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. And, also, she wanted to borrow that money. To even presume a lustful thought about her was to ask for one’s own death. Promise me. This time she feinted as his point came up to deflect her own, and disengaging, passed under and cut at his cheek. She sat down awkwardly and helplessly on one of the little stools by her table and covered her face with her hands. ” “Well”—her breath failed her for a moment. He sat alone in his brother’s old car night after night that summer, staring blankly at the red sky beyond the abandoned farmhouse where she had once shown him her secrets.

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