Now the baby’s bright May eyes peered up at her intently. She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly. “I knew you wouldn’t mind. ’ ‘Well, don’t blame me if you get your head blown off. Jackson, gallantly. I was—I was a corespondent. “Yes?” he said.
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