A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. She began to want to lay her head down on his chest but absolutely denied herself. He greeted the corpulent boy at the register, whose tag read, \"MY NAME IS Jason\" with familiarity. Not afraid of me, either.
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