“She thinks that Missy is trying to turn me into a punk or a Goth. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together. you walking home?\" 3 She paused, stunned. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. The odour of kerosene permeated the bungalow; but Ruth mitigated the nuisance to some extent by burning native punk in brass jars.
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