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"Before you go, bring me the bottle of pineapple rum I opened yesterday. " Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of his aunt in the doorway. But send me word. Planting his knee against her side, he pulled her towards him with one hand, while with the other he sought his knife. As the wedding neared, she bought some finer things: a veal roast for supper, a single pearl for the dowry.
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