" And, as he spoke, he took up a sheet of paper, and hastily traced a few lines upon it. ” He stood before her, his hat in his hand, his head bent, his voice lowered to a convenient pitch. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. While he thus vented his rage, the door again opened, and Quilt Arnold rushed into the room, bleeding, and half-dressed. " "I'll bet she still smells to heaven with sour coconut.
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