When she had finished the first tale, there was a sense of disappointment. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. “Gods,” she said, at last, “I’ve done it this time!” “Well!” She took up the neat morocco purse, opened it, and examined the contents. The door of cabin 2 was open. A remittance man. The inn was a military haunt. ‘Aye, that she was. I do not wish to seek them out, en effet. She would lure him, as he was an easily tempted child predator who could even more easily be turned into prey.
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