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“Don’t be a hypocrite. Perhaps I am still mad. No amount of scrubbing could
remove the stains, the blood of an unknown man she had
stolen from the scene of a car accident, a stupid drunk
with no license who had wrapped his Chevy truck around
a very large oak tree. The future? He
dared not speculate upon that. You must not, however, accompany me, Jack. They went to the gate and stopped there, gabbed with their men, and didn’t even
dismount. I'll cable to-night, and in a few days we'll have some news. He
was always in a state of semi-intoxication, but he was always gentle with me. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not
disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation.
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