He grabbed her legs and threw the covers from the bed. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. He hated travelling second-class with her—indeed, he never did—but he also disliked travelling in the same train when his daughter was in an inferior class, because of the look of the thing. Mike was drinking a cup of black coffee. She noted the dank hair on his forehead, the sweat of revolting nature. “Men’s waists are neither here nor there; A man scores always, everywhere. She's fine.
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