I'll call for you after lunch. The air might be cool, but half an hour without head-gear was an invitation to sunstroke. John’s demeanor shifted. The door leaned inward. “We parted— that night the best of friends. Besides, this is an affair which no one but myself can settle. It felt too good. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat.
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