" She paused. Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. ’ He threw one arm across his own chest and clapped himself on the shoulder. It seems to me just talk; it seems to me like the fancy of a dream. ‘I told her you couldn’t have been flirting, but she wouldn’t believe me. Anyhow, there it is: YOU ARE NOT GOING THERE. Seemed like he knew so much—more than me, miss.
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