#138834 - And it was then, at that moment, that Mrs Walsh lifted up her head, looked at me and shouted out in anger. Her thigh muscles tensed and her fingernails clutched at her friends shoulders as if she was riding her like a jockey, though it was clear that the only riding Mrs Harrington was concerned with was the one she was getting from the Yank. Susan, why don't you put some more wood on the fire? This is the only place I can get warm in a goddam country that's never heard of central heating.
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