The room was papered with green, large-patterned paper that was at worst a trifle dingy, and the arm-chair and the seats of the other chairs were covered with the unusual brightness of a large-patterned chintz, which also supplied the window-curtain. I bound him up good and tight, stuffed his mouth with a length of rope, taped it shut. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. And, anyhow, it doesn’t matter to us.
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