Wood wound it up by a description of the drenching he had undergone at the Mint pump, the other could hold out no longer, but, leaning back in his chair, gave free scope to his merriment. "Bring him out, Quilt. And Mother trusted him. She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave.
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