He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. "You were saying—?" "I started to say something; that is all. The weed was all right. Besides, you've secrets which must not be disclosed. I sha’n’t care a rap if we can never marry. ” He stared at a little eddy. But I shall lose my wager if I stay a moment longer—so here goes.
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