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“Tell her,” said Mr. Wood struck me a blow which made me a robber. She hated tricking Shari, whose joy for life was the only thing that made her naive enough to fall for laced iced tea or hot cocoa, depending on the season. She opened it and drew out a letter, and folded within it were the notes she had sent off to Ramage that day. She came to befriend the female mistresses, some who were even so audacious as to bring their children into the house. This he carried on by procuring witnesses to swear away the lives of those persons who had incurred his displeasure, or whom it might be necessary to remove. She looked into his eyes, truly noticing their gray color for the first time. If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. “Now, there, there.
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