He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline. It is the horse of the priest, you understand, and—and he does not know that I have borrowed it. They've paid for their lodging. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. And now Ann Veronica’s evenings were also becoming very busy.
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