She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. They came teeming distressfully through her aching brain: “A man can kick, his skirts don’t tear; A man scores always, everywhere. If you fall upon a good pearl, buy it in barter and pay me out of your salary. " "But I'm a poor man. “Mean as an old mule, too. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more. He had chosen his time well. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. ’ Gerald sighed.
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