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“I’m fine,” she said softly. I got three pounds, and there’s three on my watch. I found him lying like this, the bleeding partly stopped by this scarf, else he had been dead by now. An admirable alternative presented itself and she sighed, spreading her hands. Anna sent her away. It was impulsive and natural. The beach: to get there as quickly as he could, to reach the white man's nadir of abasement and gather the promise of that soothing indifference which comes with the final disintegration of the fibres of conscience.
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