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“It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. He scratched his upper lip reflectively. I had a hunch. Cool and sunny, it seemed that God himself smiled upon that day, the sunbeams streaming through the magnificent arches dustily as the priest murmured in soporific Latin. A white man takes his life in his hands. I did not know what God had in mind then. You would want me to be clean, if you gave me a thought, that is. No one is safe. It is a very small affair, after all, and you can pay me back if you will.
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