Spurlock began to munch his water-chestnuts. Sebastian dug through the viscous layers of foul-smelling clay with a shovel, each successive insertion creating an obscene sucking noise that ate at her sanity. "What would you like most in this world?" he asked. He had heard nothing. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. Under the somewhat trying incandescent light her cheeks pleaded guilty to a recent use of the powder puff.
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