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“I’m not gentle. He felt her warm breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. ” She looked at him doubtfully. She was frightfully hungry. She was curious to know why he had boarded a dingy train instead of hailing a cab or his own private chauffeur like the others in expensive suits were doing.
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