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Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. Mike had suffered severe depression in his first years with the Becks, but had grown to think of them as his natural family to the degree that his past seemed like a distant memory. "Beg pardon," he said, "but isn't smoking allowed in the dining room?" "It probably is," answered Prudence, "but that in no wise mitigates the odiousness of the procedure. And you’d better have her fetch in some food for the missie, an’ all. And that’s why I’m at your service. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. “My Mom was a good lady. The last of Jarvis’s harlots must have departed in a hurry, for she had apparently left a roomful of clothes.
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