He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes. It will be altogether you. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. You would rather live like the scum of the earth, in that little brown hovel you call a house, in bourgeois paradise. So far she had not heard the sound of his voice. She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground.
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