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E. She wanted him so badly it hurt. ” His voice sounded muffled and heavy, as if he had gone to bed. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. "Quilt!—Mendez!—Where are you?" vociferated Wild, sounding his whistle for the third time. "I am expected, I find," observed Jack, glancing at the well-covered board.
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