" "Not now, my love—not now," entreated Wood. It would be protective; it would with age turn to silver unnoticeably. He seized a tray, squatted on the floor, and imitated the tom-tom. The miserable woman staggered, uttered a deep groan, and fell senseless on the straw. Shari squealed, clutching her towel around her.
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