The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. He was smiling under his heavy mustache, and his head was a little on one side as he looked at her. “Mean as an old mule, too. ” “Kate who?” Lucy asked.
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