said we from two door crowded go up, too many people. The wife nodded in agreement. Her husband, who had squeezed through the front door, stood in the middle of the car, feeling very uncomfortable as he was being crowded by layers of people. Suddenly a hand seized his hand quietly, and he knew by feeling that it was not his wife's hand, for surely his wife's hand was not so warm, soft, delicate and touching... He wished the car would go on and on until
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