” Cathy insisted. \"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a large grin on his fat Irish face. Occasionally the mere fact of lying in bed became unendurable, and she rolled out and marched about her room and whispered abuse of herself—usually until she hit against some article of furniture. It is useless to contend with him, even with right on your side. The carpet was a quiet drugget and not excessively worn, and the bed in the corner was covered by a white quilt.
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