“Life’s so queer,” she said, kneeling and looking into the flames. "Is it by lettin' you go, my darlin', that I'm to airn it?" inquired Terence. "I'm going back for Ruth. We needn’t try and give ourselves airs. Nobody ever called me John, that I recollect. "Is it poison?" she asked. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. She stood up and he sat down at the microscope, and for a time he was busy scrutinizing one section after another.
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