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A slender young man, wearing glasses, appeared from the shadow of the nearest van. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. Mr. Leave me my blanket! I'm very cold at night. " "That kind of talk makes you sound like a white man. Anna was still holding her cigarette between her fingers. Ruth will be a gold mine for a man of your peculiar bent.
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