They were on their way back home, or so she had thought. She hastened past. Marvel was almost dislodged from his seat on the coffin by a dead dog, which was hurled against him, and struck him in the face. Meantime, as the doctor was splitting his breakfast orange, he heard a commotion in his office, two rooms removed: volleys of pidgin English, one voice in protest, the other dominant. Some day I may forgive you; but not now. Small, but eminently serviceable.
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