Then to the Feathers, in Drury Lane. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars. Supposing the wire should break and her head tumble off her shoulders into the street? The whimsey caused another smile to ripple across her lips. He tugged at the overly large hooded sweatshirt, which she unzipped and let fall to the ground.
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