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“She’s my wife,” the man muttered. There was a flash and a loud report. And lunged once more. We are very poor, but manage to squeeze a little happiness out of each day. ‘What in God’s name do you think you’re playing at?’ ‘Let me alone, man,’ Gerald muttered under his breath. He laughed lightly. Wood. It wouldn't do to say that she was from the hospital. . He continued tenderly, almost affectionately.
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