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156 He followed, “Um, is it okay if we talk in private for a few minutes somewhere?” Cathy was quick to reply. “Go from me, husband!” With a flourish he brought her arms behind her and her body was slammed to the floor. She had tried him as a Crusader, in which guise he seemed plausible but heavy—“There IS something heavy about him; I wonder if it’s his mustache?”—and as a Hussar, which made him preposterous, and as a Black Brunswicker, which was better, and as an Arab sheik. ” “But you,” she exclaimed, “you are not coming. “There are policemen—and buses.
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