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“Nigel, Nigel,” she cried. The candle was shaking in his hand as Ruth appeared in the doorway. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. As she raised it, its lower portion fell apart into two baggy crimson masses.
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