Her eyes were lit with a gleam of humour. He was carelessly dressed, and there were marks of unrest upon his features. A long chest under one of the windows was open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor. She understood. With an open hand, he slapped her face. "I wouldn't give a betel-nut for a man who wouldn't stick to his guns, if he believed himself in the right. And no ill-chances.
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