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‘My God!’ he said, ‘I’ll go after them and kill him. " "My son!" echoed the widow, trembling. In her case the barrier was not selfishness but the perception that her interest would be misinterpreted, naturally. Stanley was inclined to think the censorship should be extended to the supply of what he styled latter-day fiction; good wholesome stories were being ousted, he said, by “vicious, corrupting stuff” that “left a bad taste in the mouth. " With this, she burst into tears, and sank with her face upon his shoulder. Had he but known it, his outburst had done him no harm in the major’s eyes. ’ ‘Dear me. She could not part with dignity. ’ The woman shrugged helpless shoulders, looking to her husband. Once he chuckled aloud. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. But it would serve. But calmer thoughts quickly succeeded.
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