"Those chops, fried potatoes, and buttered toast. Perhaps some one had kissed the brow that was now so cadaverous, rubbed that sunken cheek with loving fingers, held that stringy neck with passionately living hands. She thought of an old abandoned barn that she could inhabit further downriver, but shrugged off the idea in disdain. "And I," muttered Jack.
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