“Mind my smoking?” said Roddy. She blew on the hand cannon and grabbed her bag of gunpowder. She took refuge in beating her pillow and inventing insulting epithets for herself. There was no disgust in Ruth's heart, only an infinite pity; for only the pitiful understand.
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