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He polished his glasses with his linen handkerchief, his movements slow and deliberate.

“What about the gas bill?” I asked. “The furnace needs to run if the temperature drops this week.”

“I can cover the immediate expenses from my firm’s trust account, Clara,” Raymond said.

“No,” I said, shaking my head. “I cannot take your money, Raymond.”

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