"Follow me, Thames," cried Jack, dropping into the chasm. "Why you pretended not to recognize the photograph of the young fellow you toted around these diggings all day yesterday. She donned her gloves. He looked just like John Wayne in a cowboy movie, his eyes narrow and squinting, except his hair was long, unruly, and jet black. She felt the bedsprings coil as he moved from his seated position, entranced. The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. Splendidly. What do you think people will make of that? What will this lover of yours make of that?” At intervals Ann Veronica demanded to go, declaring her undying resolve to repay him at any cost, and made short movements doorward. He, for his part, was trying to grasp the series of unexpected reactions that had so wrecked their tete-a-tete.
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