She softened her tone and scrambled for the right words. . ” “That is quite untrue,” she declared cheerfully. "Hell's curses!" roared Jonathan. Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. Before he re-entered the prison, he hesitated from a doubt whether he was not fearfully increasing his risk of capture; but, convinced that he had no other alternative, he went on. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently.
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