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She exited solemnly, retrieving and carrying Michelle’s unconscious figure into the forest like a reluctant bridegroom. “She’s my wife,” the man muttered. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. Things happened frequently over here that wouldn't happen in the States once in a hundred years. I am a single man, and——” “Thank you,” she interrupted. You yourself, I am sure, recognize how impossible you have made it for me now to do anything of the sort. There are way-stations—even terminals.
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