She felt flattered. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. \"Hey, you dudes!\" The word dude coming from Michelle's mouth suited her just about as well as the word \"gnarly\" suited Winston Churchill. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. "And now, widow," he continued, "attend to the next verse, for it consarns a friend o' yours. F. She is more dear to me than anything else.
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