" The phrase was new, but Ruth nodded understandingly. Michelle’s eyes widened. "Oh God!" exclaimed Jack, in a tone of the bitterest anguish. She relented out of exhaustion, yet he would not let her near Marina, his embrace tightening. She ducked behind a pile of unused drywall. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French fries at a time. But he tells them that I am a spy.
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