"You'll not forget the thousand, Sir Rowland—short accounts, you know. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. It's big, thanks to you. Why, he can scarcely be twenty. He then mounted the jaded hack, which had long since regained its legs, and was quietly browsing the grass at the road-side, and, striking spurs into its side, rode off. Greece was a different place. Sebastian began to maintain a harem.
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