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Her head rose. When he begins to notice things, I want you to trap his interest, to amuse him, keep his thoughts from reverting to his misfortunes. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say.
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