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Excerpt from When My Ship Comes In
Up and down the room there paced a man of forty; he dragged his left foot slightly and kept combing a thicket of unnaturally black hair straight up with the long, White fingers of his left hand. He appeared to be lashed into a sort of fury. He kept shouting: She won't do! She won't do! She won't do!
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