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She would look up, shake her head, and then go back to her reading or crewelwork. ‘Read that,’ and threw the telegram at me, so that it went into the tureen. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. Her gaze flickered down to his pistol. This fruit was McClintock's particular pride.
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