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’ She gestured at his hand, on which Roding’s makeshift bandage had been replaced by a more efficient one. She thought of the suitcase, the seventy-seven dollars for a Greyhound ticket that had expired. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. Ennison paused by the little gate. "I do not see him.
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