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” The girl on the lounge drew a long sobbing breath. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. It was equally as beautiful but not quite so fine as the daughter's. She would buy a Greyhound ticket to New Orleans, make a kill or two, then travel into Texas and seduce some wandering man into taking her to Mexico, feast upon him once they got there. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. .
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