The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. The knowledge breathed into her heart a satisfying warmth. ” She stopped, and then suggested: “I wonder—I should love—if it was anything I said. " The phrase was new, but Ruth nodded understandingly. It was the incendiary intellectuals of the bourgeoisie, with their militant ideas of revolution, who had raised the populace to a pitch of violence resulting in cases of wholesale slaughter—such as had overtaken the Valades.
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