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Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. She nibbled at his neck gently, sweetly, as her hand tracing his chest. He was yellow and coarse of hair; flea-bitten, too; and even as he smiled at Ruth and wagged his stumpy tail, he was forced to turn savagely upon one of these disturbers who had no sense of the fitness of things. Even the most sullen and withdrawn were sensitive to the penetrating nastiness of the fog. Now he would take her away from the house before killing her, and no one would find her body at all.
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