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Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. A very familiar face emerged from a crowd at the impromptu bar on the kitchen island. His fellow-prisoners nicknamed him the gallows-provider, from a habit he had of picking out all those who were destined to the gibbet. “I knew you would feel it,” said Miss Miniver, as they came away flushed and heated.
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