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A familiar figure was making his way towards them. The arm about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart, which thumped uncomfortably in her chest. There was a hint of tears in her voice. Her finger-nails dug into her flesh. Whisky kills him suddenly; it does not sap him gradually. A man’s children nowadays are not his own. "I'm afraid we'll have to dig into his trunk," he said. The miserable woman staggered, uttered a deep groan, and fell senseless on the straw.
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