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48 <6> THE FRIDAY NIGHT SHOW The air was chill and the sky overcast and misting. Ruth had not expected to be kissed; so the omission passed unnoted. His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. The family always managed to make it home for supper, even though it was a dying custom. And Charcam, fearful of another charge in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. “You haven’t come here to make a lot of difficulties?” she asked. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company.
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