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He scratched his upper lip reflectively. All the talk in the world would not describe Ruth. Been making herself at home all right. The detective rapidly sketched the appearance of the room in his notebook, and picked up the pistol from under the table. Anna went out. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian.
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